#Strang Clinic

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Eleanor Roosevelt at the first anniversary celebration of the opening of the Strang Clinic (now the Strang Cancer Prevention Institute), an infirmary for women and children, April 26, 1934. May Strang, niece of Chauncey Depew, who with her sister, Dr. Elise L'Esperance, founded the Strang Clinic in memory of their mother, is shown pouring tea for Mrs. Roosevelt.

The Clinic was devoted to the diagnosis and treatment of cancer. Dr. L’Esperance collaborated with Drs. May Edward Chinn and George Papanicolaou, whose research led to the early detection of cancer of the cervix. This resulted in the Pap test. In 1940, Strang was the first medical facility to introduce it into clinical practice.

Photo: Associated Press

[skunkes]

[skyfullofpods]

Happy audio drama Sunday, friends! This week brought the launch of @straylungs' queer Odyssey retelling Hearthbound, new seasons of both @lostterminalpod and @midstpodcast's UNEND, and @iriscasefiles' Arkady giving us a recap of the story so far ahead of the show's new season!

[taylortruther]

must be very strange to have to perform your heartbreak. as authentic as the emotions are, to market them at all (do a photoshoot, decide on "promo")... it must be strange to reconcile that with your private life, the intimate details, at times

[browneyed-daughter]

They are a false dichotomy—both the knife and the wound. A painful, unhealthy bond forged in trauma. It was suffering that kinned them. Only he can love her not for something, but despite everything. And she understands now: to love is to surrender to the inevitability of being shattered—again and again.

[bekaterrier]

Happy Audio Drama Sunday! I believe in you. Not always in our leaders, our institutions, the bus schedules, myself, but always in you.

@hinaypod Episode 60 - The Young Man (part 2): Another look at the Benefactor's life, this time leading us through his introduction and initiation into the Ordo. It was interesting hearing about this from his perspective, both for the inside look but also because of the context we already had from previous stories. I still have so many questions about the Benefactor and how he went from this young man to the man we know today. ✨

@wanderersjournalpod S1 Re-listen & 2.1 - Friends and Strangers: I re-listened to S1 to get myself back into the story for this week's S2 launch (and because it's just such a lovely and intriguing show). All my worry for Pluto came rushing back after that season finale! I, like Marigold, was very glad to hear that someone found her and seems to be nursing him back to health. Creature being so protective of Pluto was so cute. It's also very nice that George has taken Marigold in, even though there's some bad history between her and Pluto. Here's hoping they can start to solve some of the mysteries surrounding this magical journal! 📔

@forgedbondspod - Chapter 23: Ooooh sparks in this slow burn are starting to fly! That "Oh," from Ares? And then the sculpture that Hephaestus made? I think we all know who that was of! 💍

@vestaclinicpod Bonus Episode 5 - Medical Students: Booooooo Xael c'mon! Give us your silly student stories! Faye, Rai, and even the Prof's stories (via Sec) were hilarious! Though to be fair, it seems that the training environment Xael was in was not particularly accepting of any mistakes. ⚕️

@iriscasefiles 3.02 - Resupply: The crew is off! I'm enjoying Arkady stepping up into the captain role, even if the reason for it is not a happy one. Also we're hearing McCabe step into Arkady's previous role as protector, which is not an easy one, especially when they think the others still don't fully trust them. Hopefully after this adventure (and being let in on Park's romantic life), they'll start to see that they are truely part of the team. 🌌

@worldgonewrongpod S1-S6E1: I needed something new to listen to while getting some chores done, and I finally got my brain on board for WGW. I've been trying to pace myself on new shows, to spread out the enjoyment and appreciation, but this time I simply could not stop myself. I flew through everything in a week and am now all caught up! I absolutely adore this show. Jamie and Malik's rapport is so good. Their conversations feel so real and true as they talk about these absolutely insane changes to their world, and how they're trying to cope, one day at a time. Holy shit, the pizza episode?! It finally clicked for me after Malik was describing the one he found in his freezer. Incredible. The Bubak? Absolutely bone chilling. LEONARD?! Of course that was a Gabriel Urbina original! The love between these besties, the way they worry and care for and support each other, is so beautiful. The world-building is phenomenal. The stories are so relevant. I can't wait to hear more! 🌎

@re-dracula - Week 8: More news from our dear friend Jonathan, but not good news. He details some of the horrors that he's witnessing, is impersonated by the Count, then has his own lizard-style escapade. Still no escape though... 🦇

[tutoviiart]

a normal game about a normal couple

[good--merits-accumulated]

boyos is it gay for another man to be the Ruin of your Hopes And Dre - [a brass 5 1/2-inch howitzer made by the Carron Company of Falkirk in Scotland appears in the air next to my head and fires, obliterating me instantly]

[hoboblaidd]

You know, I get frustrated with myself for not being great at romance writing, but at least I’ve never written something like this quote from a real book:

“His parents were still happily reproducing.”

There’s got to be a better way to write that without making them sound like plants or rabbits.

[wrenhavenriver]

back from clinical. i did not kill anyone and some patients laughed at my dumb jokes 👍

[skyfullofpods]

Happy audio drama Sunday, friends! This week brought us modern solutions to the vampiric problem in @theholmwoodfoundation, Brian lore in @iriscasefiles, and the launch of new weird fiction series @heartglasspod!

I'll now be taking a week's break from my usual Sunday posts, and I'll be back with a roundup of my listening in two weeks! Take care, y'all!

[captainpangolin]

BBC Ghosts brainrot so bad, I said Alison Cooper instead of Alice Cooper 😭

[laniejammies]

Snap a Photo

Sorting through a million jumbled thoughts and on the verge of tears, Max begins to shake. This is either the end of the world or the end of her favorite person.

note: hellooo!!!! this is the first fic ive ever written after years of reading. ik this is unusual from what i post normally but this did alright on ao3 so ill try it :) heres some pricefield/a look into max’s mind trying to decide between bay or bae. enjoy!!!

includes: talk of weapons & death, swearing

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Persistent buzzing in her brain, headaches, nose bleeds, and quite literally, the weight of the world on her shoulders. Max couldn’t help but blame herself for the side effects she had faced the past week. Time is fucked up all thanks to her, leaving so many versions of herself and others left behind.

Max closes her eyes, shutting out the scene happening in front of her. She can no longer hear Chloe or the whooshing of the storm. Projected behind the dark lids of her eyes, she sees a blue butterfly resting on top of a bucket. Taking in her senses, Max recognizes her surroundings. She is in the girls' bathroom at Blackwell Academy, the day she first used her rewind.

“Get that gun away from me, psycho!”

“Damn that butterfly,” Max thinks to herself annoyed.

As if she was trying to erase the memory, Max asks herself if she could use her rewind one last time to start anew, and what she would do differently.

Maybe she would still pull the fire alarm to save Chloe but avoid her afterward. Eliminating new memories to reminisce the same way she did in the two years without her. Maybe instead of pulling the fire alarm, she would punch the bathroom mirror. With bloodied hands, shattering the same mirror that had slandering words written about Kate Marsh, and stabbed Nathan Prescott with the shards. It would only be right for what he did to Kate, Rachel Amber, and many timelines of Chloes. Or perhaps Max would stay in her dorm and not step foot into the school. She doesn’t want Chloe to die, but maybe that way it would be out of her control.

Max ponders on her last thought for a beat before deciding, “That sounds so wrong.

Being out of control in the lives of Arcadia Bay. The thought made her skin itch. A responsibility that has only been thrust upon her for close to a week, has already sunk its way deep into her skin. Max may desperately want to scrub the past week away, away from her skin, away from her consciousness. But she has grown to feel accountable for her actions, and responsible to reach justice for those hurt. Max knows she can’t rewind anymore, and can't undo any mistakes. Undoing her past mistakes has made an even bigger mistake.

“Max? Max come back to me! Fuck, please!" A muffled, yet distressed-sounding voice pleads, slowly breaking Max out of her trance.

“Max? Are you okay?”

It’s Chloe.

Relief washes over Max at the sight of her feisty best friend. Or rather, partner. Max and Chloe have always been each other's #1 ever since the days of playing pirates. She feels that calling Chloe her partner is fitting.

“Chloe... I’m fine. Sorry.” The brunette replies in a little voice.

“Holy shit you had me freaked! Though I’d say this shit show isn’t helping either of us.” Chloe cracks wisely with a nervous laugh. “Think you could rewind and tell mother nature to kiss our asses?”

Max chuckles and slightly shakes her head at the dork before her. She has always admired Chloe’s ability to remain a smartass even in the worst of times. It has always given her a sense of peace and a reminder that life is not that serious.

This is true unless you’ve played with time enough to cause a super storm that will wipe out the entirety of your town.

Max whips her head around, which worsens her headache, to gaze at the incoming storm. The last time she had really looked at the storm and its damage was after she left Warren, Joyce, Frank, and Frank’s dog, Pompidou at the Two Whales Diner. It was awful then, but the way it has intensified makes earlier look like nothing.

“Max, think about what I said. Before you totally blew me off for that voice in your head?” Chloe tries to say without seeming scared shitless.

“Right, right, let me think for a sec.” Max groans out as she sinks to sit on the grass. Chloe sits right beside her uncharacteristically quiet, pulling her knees up to her chest.

Sorting through a million jumbled thoughts and on the verge of tears, Max begins to shake. This is either the end of the world or the end of her favorite person.

Save Chloe. Save Arcadia Bay.

Seeking comfort, Max pulls her jacket closer to her chest. Cold, shaking fingers met what hours ago was soft, light gray cotton, now soaked, dark gray cloth that stuck to her skin. Is this an analogy? The rain acts as the events of the last week showering Max with horror that will cling to her forever. Or is she trying to think about anything but the inevitable?

With that thought, she realizes regretfully that she needs to start thinking about how to move forward instead of continuing to dwell on the past.

Max first considers saving Chloe, which in turn, would mean that the town would be destroyed, killing everyone within it. Chloe is Max’s person. Her best friend, her partner. What good would the world be for a Max Caulfield without a Chloe Price to complete her?

However, she can’t help but think of the people who she would lose. Joyce, Chloe’s mother, is a second mom to Max. Warren Graham, her geeky friend from school. They would never be able to go to the new drive-in and watch some shitty nerd movie together. Kate Marsh, another close friend who is in the hospital getting the help that she needs. She also thinks of Frank, who Max has grown to respect in mere hours. As much as dogs rely on man, this particular man seems to need his dog just as much. How could he and Pompidou ever be apart?

Then, Max’s mind is plagued with an image of Mark Jefferson, her (ex) idol and photography teacher. Standing beside him shows Nathan Prescott. Max has never been a violent person, and would never wish bad upon anyone for no reason. However, with these two, she hopes that they rot and burn in Hell. After finding out what they did to Rachel Amber and Kate, and attempting to take advantage of Max herself, she wants to see the town crumble with only them in it.

Considering the other side of the coin, saving Arcadia Bay. This would mean that Chloe would die; the thought made Max copy Chloe’s movement in pulling her knees to her chest.

“All I really created was just death and destruction!”

Max kept repeating this over and over again. Chloe had claimed that about herself to Max not long ago, moments before the storm progressed. Surely, she doesn’t actually think that, right? Chloe is the sunshine. She lightens the moods of tough conversations and could make anyone smile if she wanted to. At least, she always makes Max smile. Sure, she’s blunt and impulsive, but Max doesn’t see that as a weakness. She sees it as genuine, fun attributes that make up the spunky personality that she has adored for years.

Does Chloe want Max to save the Bay? Does she think all her existence is good for is carnage?

Death and loneliness follow Chloe in the form of those she loves. She has lost her dad, Rachel, she even lost Max for two years. Sure, Max misses her parents and Seattle, but she would do anything to make up for that lost time. She could’ve met Rachel, or at least gotten Chloe’s email or postal address to keep in touch.

But so does Joyce. Joyce also experienced the grieving and loss of Chloe’s father, William. It sounds like she was close to Rachel, but now she's no longer wreaking havoc with Chloe or Frank, but resting eternally in the junkyard. How would Joyce bear the loss of her only child? How would Chloe stand the loss of her remaining parent? Fuck, this is bad.

The loud whistling of wind and whipping of leaves circling the air breaks Max out of her daze once again. Nervously fidgeting with her hands, she looks over to Chloe, taking in the sight of her sunshine amidst pouring rain and gloomy sky.

“You’re drenched, dude. You kinda look like a rat,” says Chloe, looking towards Max, sensing her eyes on her.

Max playfully rolls her eyes before facing her head forward, gazing at the storm. “Says Papa Smurf that got caught without an umbrella.”

“I thought you liked my blue hair! You said it was cool just the other day!”

“Yeah, it’s badass.”

All I really created was just death and destruction.

Max wishes she could take a picture. Perhaps of the storm to prove that it actually happened. To prove that she isn’t crazy. But she definitely wants to snap a photo of her and Chloe. Max isn’t sure why; it’s certainly not a happy memory. She may even want to forget about this day in the future. Right now, this is time spent with Chloe, just the two of them if you can excuse the fate of the world looming over them. Making memories with Chloe is what is important to Max right now.

That is what finalizes Max’s decision.

Max wants to have more with Chloe. She desires to travel the world with Chloe and take selfies in front of various tourist attractions. She wants to take pictures of an unknowing Chloe who is busy admiring the sunset in front of her. How would multicolored lights bounce off of the other while raving at on her favorite punk band concert? Would it make for a good shot? Thinking of moving into adulthood with Chloe by her side, as her partner, her inspiration, her #1, made her freezing body grow warm.

Max’s camera isn’t fancy or expensive like Nathan or Victoria Chase’s, but it will do the job.

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[bekaterrier]

Happy Audio Drama Sunday! Doubts can grow when you're alone with your thoughts. Plant music, art, pics of the ones you love in the darkest corners. Harvest the fruits of your daydreams. Water and sunlight to the best in you.

@hinaypod Episode 59 - Poót (Wrath): An afternoon with Donner's Nan means learning more about what inspired that creepy Young William rhyme, and how Sauvard learned of the devastating news. Of course, in typical Hi May fashion, some questions are answered, but even more are raised. Including how very interesting it is that Donner's family is so intertwined with the Ordo. Maybe we'll get some more answers after the upcoming summoning or two. ✨

@iriscasefiles 3.00.5 - Juniper Liu's Reporter Notebook: The last minisode was a recap, and this one cleverly tells us what's going on right now for our crew. Loved getting to hear more from Juniper, citizens of San Ramos. Very well done way to get us situated. I was playing a video game while listening and the way I froze with worry when Krejjh delivered the news was visceral. Oh captain my captain!

3.01 - Reunion: The gang is getting back together! It's as exciting for us as it is for them because boy, have we missed you, Iris II crew. I don't love the reason they have to get back together though. Everything's gonna be fine though, right? The sound design and music was so fantastic – I got some serious goosebumps when "Landers Never Stand Down" started playing in the background behind the mysterious message. 🌌

@monkeymanproductions MTO Phases Story 6 - Zhong: Poor Zhong always seems to have a bit of a rough time, so it was nice to hear him get his apology from Wilder and word of a transfer to Beta to be with his bestie. And then the little tardigrade! Reading this story last year was a huge inspiration for my MTO tardigrade zine, and it's still so good. 🌘

@forgedbondspod - Chapter 21: A house party with this group would be such a fun time. And all the cats in the background? Perfect (purr-fect?)! I love that we're hearing all of these friendships deepen. I also love that the others are starting to notice that the relationships between Phae and Dite, and Ares and Hermes, may be changing into something different. 💍

@vestaclinicpod Bonus Episode 4 - Performance Review: Performance reviews are always awkward, but in the end that was oddly sweet and caring on Xael's part. Faye has really come a long way since her first case at the clinic (even if she has somehow lost a clinic letter...👀) ⚕️

@goodmorningevildoers S2E0 - Meditations for Evildoers: This was the perfect closer to my week – a guided meditation for evil creatures of all types and number of eyes. My bite IS strong. My monstrosity IS mine. We ARE beyond mortal ken. Also an exciting update on the arrival of S2 (so soon!) and beyond. 💀

[plane-chan]

Guess who’s going to the hospital tomorrow!!!!

[catkin-morgs-kookaburralover]

today in clinic i did an abdo palp and i was internally like ok it's left ik that, it's occipital, i know that too, but im worst at whether it's transverse / posterior / anterior, so i wasn't sure. then the midwife asked me and i just answered automatically LOT and she said i was right and now im wonering brAIN WHERE DID YOU GET THE TRANSVERSE BIT FROM. I SOUNDED SO CONFIDENT ANSWERING. BUT I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW, I JUST KNEW WHAT I FELT. WITH MY HANDS. I DONT KNOW HOW TO TRANSLATE THAT INTO WORDS YET.