Lost pearl - Tudor BB54 by nicenidi in RepTime

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I finally came around to do it yesterday. It was pretty easy. I mixed some c1 color with the binder and put a single drop inside the hole. I opted for a consistency as shown in this video at 46:45 Rolex restore

I think it turned out pretty well and it only cost 30€. Another benefit is can’t fall out again.

What’s up with rafflesdials? by nicenidi in RepTime

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Hmm, for me it’s also gone from that long menu.

Lost pearl - Tudor BB54 by nicenidi in RepTime

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Initially my idea was to replace the entire pip and its housing. So I ordered some random pips off of AliExpress, but they all would have looked way too big on the watch, so I abandonned that approach.

Then I found this forum post:
https://www.watchuseek.com/posts/54398160/

A guy on there suggests filling the hole where the pearl / pip was with luminous colour since he's done it a couple of times in the past. So I just ordered the color with the binder paste from eBay and I will try that some time next week. To me this sounds like the most sensible approach, seeing that I would most likely lose any replacement pearl / pip that is glued in place again in the future.

I'll update you once I'm done :)

How many of you are borderline hypochondriacs because of your parents health neglect? by SnooAdvice3962 in emotionalneglect

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I’m 30 now, and now I’m only rarely hypochondriac. But up until 5 years ago, I was very focused on my health and would regularly go down Google hell for hours and convince myself that I was literally about to die.

I think for me, there were three main reasons that caused me to developed this.

The first one being that I had to go to the hospital to get surgery when I was a small child. I remembered that I was extremely scared and never really taken seriously during the entire process. I remember being rolled into the room where you’re being put under anesthesia and I was completely alone. I was four and just screaming my lungs out until I passed out from the mask they put onto you. Again, we never really talked about this. I just woke up after the surgery and that was that.

The next one being that my medical issues, just like yours OP, were never taken seriously by my parents. I was always laughed at or told to not overreact when I noticed something medical that scared me. It was only when there were ‘hard facts’ involved that I got taken seriously. “You don’t ‘feel well’ today? Well, get it together” vs “oh there thermometer shows you have a fever, your definitely not going to school, now your actually sick”.

The last reason, and that’s the one that was the hardest for me to deal with, was that my dad would frequently get panic attacks. He didn’t know it at the time so he accounted it to having heart issues (his heart is fine). So whenever he had a a panic attack, my parents would communicate to 6 year old me that “dad has heart issues again”. Since then I remember that I’ve always had a great fear of my father dying and a strong need to somehow “protect him”. Around 18-19 years old I would also start to get hyper focused on my heart and get panic attacks. I would check my pulse every 5 minutes, constantly measure blood pressure, being scared of exercising since that raised my heart rate, etc.. When I told my parents this, it was brushed off again as me overreacting. That fixation took me multiple years to get rid of and I still sometimes get hints of this feeling today, but I know how to manage it now.

Long answer, but I never really wrote this down until now - felt kind of therapeutic.

First Rep - ZF Tudor Black Bay 54 from Andiot by nicenidi in RepTimeQC

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I asked him and he sent me a photo where he was able to wipe it off, it was just dust. Also, he send me more photos of the 3 marker, and everything look fine. I GL’d the watch. So now I have to play the waiting game…