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[markerslinger]

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[urasagee]

URAS AGEE / Dallas Cowboys

[coquelicoq]

what i like especially about the pronouns in the goblin emperor is that this language doesn't just have the T-V distinction (aka informal vs. formal second-person pronouns, in this case 'thou' vs. 'you'), it also has informal and formal first-person pronouns. having BOTH of these distinctions in the same language lets you fine-tune your tone by mixing and matching. with only one axis of formality, when you use informal pronouns, are you being familiar in an intimate way, or in an insolent or dismissive way? when you use formal pronouns, are you being polite or standoffish? you can't tell just from the pronouns; there's ambiguity. but a language where you can use a formal first-person pronoun in the same sentence as an informal second-person pronoun allows you to distance yourself (via the formal first) while also being familiar (via the informal second), thereby achieving the conversational tenor known to linguists as Fuck Thee Specifically.

[fanficlerontheroof]

[prince-liest]

I didn't understand what people meant when they said that the patients where I've done medical school and am doing residency are "very sick," and I'm starting to realize that this is because I haven't actually had context for practicing medicine in a location where patients are less sick, and it is not in fact all that average to think, "It's a good day when I have a patient with a functioning liver and kidneys!" or be pleasantly surprised when I don't have to list "type 2 diabetes mellitis, hypertension, hyperlipidemia, chronic kidney disease stage X, heart failure (of some sort)" on the chart's problem list just, like, at default baseline, with a side of chronic opioid use and/or intravenous drug abuse.

On the other hand, those same people were correct: it's making me better at treating all of those things and handling comorbidities really quick!

One of the big things I keep running into is pain management, because three common things for me to see are liver disease and kidney failure. To simplify it a lot, liver disease precludes the use of acetamniphen/Tylenol, and kidney failure precludes the use of ibuprofen/NSAIDs. There are other pain treatment medications, but I have less experience with them, and they tend to either be for more specific/adjuvant uses (like lidocaine, the gabas, antidepressants, steroids) or opioids... and I've literally seen two patients in the past week who had to get Narcan for opioid overuse.

On the other hand, obviously people in the hospital often have very legitimate reasons to be in pain and we don't want to leave them that way. But it's a hard line to walk when the family is asking questions like "Why is dad not getting enough pain medication?" and "Why is dad talking to the walls about his days in the war?" or when you get people pulling shenanigans like, "I'm allergic to Tylenol, give me Norco instead!" (Hint: Look up what the main ingredient in Norco is.)

Thank you, on-call pharmacy. :'))))

Another thing I'm quickly becoming relieved about is patients who are...not jerks, I guess? It feels not great to put it that way because generally being in the hospital is an extremely poor time for anyone, but also, it sucks when a solid 1/3 of my patients are actively ornery to everyone who tries to work with them for whatever reason (altered mental status, depression, being in pain, general anger issues, drug withdrawal). Shoutout to the folks actively working together with me to help them get better.

Anyway, the hospital is very tiring. Surely the emergency department I'm going to next will - nah, I can't even pretend to finish that joke.

YOLO! I am really enjoying how much and how quickly I'm learning! Despite the crazy hours this is definitely a drastic improvement on medical school in terms of actually enjoying the work.

[jabberwockprince]

reworking this old ass oc and trying to figure out colors <3

[aquareegia]

only good thing about summer are the fruits, just made myself a fruit salad! 🍑🍓🍒🍌🍋

also could not believe my eyes when i saw someone wearing a sleep token shirt at my local aldi. wish i had a bracelet with me... but then again, would it be weird to give some stranger a sleep token bracelet at your local aldi? 🤔

[thegodcomplcx]

the almost people establishes that the doctor is the person that amy holds in the highest regard and that she will not accept anyone that isn’t him, that she will be outright hostile to anyone who commits the crime of not being him enough. and this episode also tells us that the doctor will take her devotion and he will use it against her. and she’ll forgive him for it.

[visions--of--collisions]

for @jennsterjay who went with 5 (PG)

EXCERPT: remember when we didn't know who to be? (Spiderverse, Hobie/Miles, G, Post-Canon)

A welcome sight greets him at the kitchen table. Billie’s in her high chair with Miles’ tablet - judging by the stickers - propped on the table in front of her, waving a tiny fist in the vague direction of her mouth as her eyes follow something on the screen. She does a startled little flail when she notices him. ‘Ibby!’ she says, and drops what she was holding to reach for him; it’s mangled beyond recognition, but there’s cubes of mango scattered across the tray in front of her, and one or two in the bottom of her moulded bib, so he knows those little hands are a sticky, pulpy nightmare.

Hobie couldn’t give less of a shit, frankly. ‘Young Bill!’

Billie squeals in response, and he reaches out to let her grip his fingers in a pincer hold he swears gets tighter every time he sees her. She promptly uses them to start trying to leverage herself out of her chair, huffing determinedly. Hobie laughs, delightedly. A girl after his own heart. 'Alright, easy, I ain’t going nowhere,' he soothes, and works his hands free to lift her out. Billie kicks her feet excitedly, even getting a few decent hits in on him while Hobie settles her on his hip, whereupon she gets straight to work on widening the holes in his jumper.

The water stops running at the kitchen sink. Hobie glances over just as Miles’ Dad turns to meet him, wiping his hands dry on a tea towel.

Hobie has to give it to him; the man’s got an eloquent way of raising his eyebrows. ‘Ay, and here’s the Old Bill!’ He clicks and makes a finger gun with his free hand. Billie turns in his hold and reaches for it. Hobie resists the urge to comment on her being her Father’s daughter, even though he knows Miles would laugh (despite himself). ‘Afternoon, Mr. Morales.’

‘Hobart,’ Jefferson drawls. He side-eyes Miles, who’s cramming the last few plates into the dishwasher beside him. ‘You going ahead with your little plan, then?’

'Yep.' Miles straightens and accepts the towel Jefferson passes to him. 'See, it'll be fine! I can't be Spiderman if I'm dragging my baby sister around, but there'll still be one here - you know, if something comes up while we're out there.'

'Wiya,' Billie agrees. Hobie rearranges his fingers into web-slinging formation and grins when she reaches for them with both hands, this time.

Miles points at her. 'Exactly.'

Jefferson scoffs and tugs the towel out of his hands. 'Dragging her around,' he mutters. 'You better not be dragging my baby girl around out there.'

‘Dad. Come on.’ Miles flashes Hobie a disbelieving look even as he’s trying to maintain his patented Good Mama’s Boy smile. Hobie helps himself to a piece of Billie’s mango without comment. ‘I’ve done this a dozen times already. It’s literally just for the afternoon. We’re gonna take a cab there and back, so we’ll be out on the street for a fraction of that …’

Hobie pops some fruit into Billie’s mouth, which she chews on with the renewed enthusiasm of someone seeing another person enjoying the same food. ‘Whereabouts we headed, then? A bit nippy for the park, ain’t it?’

This is, apparently, the wrong question to ask. Miles’ nose wrinkles in a wince as Jeff cranes his head around the fridge door he’s just opened. The man looks at Hobie with round eyes before he turns them on his son. ‘And you’re telling me this boy doesn’t even know what the plan is?’

‘Well - the broad strokes!’ Miles insists. He’s doing his best not to get sharp or defensive about it, Hobie can tell. Billie makes a querulous noise, and Miles lowers his arms as his attention diverts her way. Hobie turns the hip she’s perched on towards him, and he exhales loudly, crossing the kitchen to take her.

Hobie’s a bit too conscious of Jeff’s eyes on them as they pass her between them. He tucks his hands into his back pockets, pushing out his chest like someone who’s confident and unworried and not excruciatingly aware of the pocket fluff migrating towards his mango-sticky fingers. ‘The plan was to give your Mum some time to rest, weren’t it?’ he asks, trying not to sound too pointed about it. Miles nods like it wasn’t his idea in the first place; like he even needs the reminder. Hobie curbs the instinct to put his shoulder in between them - to give Miles shelter he doesn’t need. ‘While we’re running the Mayday Contingency, obviously,’ he adds, like it’s an afterthought and not the first thing Miles texted him about this morning. ‘Bills not being a Spiderbaby makes that twice as easy, I expect.’

He glances over at Jeff and is a bit surprised to see him watching Miles with his brows drawn. He meets Hobie’s eye for a stilted moment and then leans back, his chest expanding with a sigh. ‘Mayday … as in, Parker’s kid, Mayday? Or is this one of those situations where the name’s pulling double duty?’

Hobie grimaces slightly and tilts a hand from side to side. ‘Bit of both, yeah.’

‘You already asked me this question, Dad, the last time we talked about this.’ Hobie blinks, and turns to find Miles seated at the table, arranging Billie in his lap so she can sit back against him, her little arms looped overtop his. He gives her some fingers to clutch at; bends down and sideways so she can see his face. Hobie knows his expression is doing something truly stupid when Billie looks at her brother and smiles, automatic, like a little lightbulb going on, so he keeps his back to Jeff as he squats down and catches one of her kicking feet. Miles grins at her visible distraction and leans in to kiss her cheek. He very determinedly keeps his eyes on his sister when he says: 'You really think I'd let anything happen to her?'

The kitchen is quiet for a bit, even with the noise of Miles’ tablet and Billie telling Hobie exactly how she feels about having her toes tugged on (the reviews are in and they agree: he should get kicked in the chin.) Jefferson mutters to himself before the fridge door thunks shut. ‘It’s not about anything you’d let happen, Miles. You know that.’

Hobie tries to control his expression when he looks up at his friend, because Miles already knows how he feels about so-called authority figures having opinions on personal autonomy and influence. Jeff himself knows, at this point. Besides that, Miles should always know Hobie’s on his side, but he doesn’t want to give him any reason to doubt it.

Miles’ eyes are still flicking across his face when Hobie feels Jeff’s presence behind him, and he sees him glance up like he can’t help himself before refocusing on Billie. Jeff reaches past Hobie’s shoulder to gather up the condiments left out on the table; he bites down on the urge to offer a hand that spending any amount of time in the Morales’ kitchen quickly makes second nature - even and especially when it means Miles’ Mom gets to tease her son about his friends “showing him up” until he’s flustered and whiny. Oblivious to the mood, Billie coos up at her Dad as Miles grabs his tablet and turns it to face her, and Hobie spends a good minute or so wondering whether they’re actually going to be leaving the flat today before Jeff bends down to kiss his daughter’s head and elbow his son as he straightens up again. ‘Cool it with that,’ he scolds him quietly. ‘Your Mom already said you could go, didn’t she?’

[TBC]

[medicinanocturna]

Understanding the 4th house: natal and synastry

The 4th house is not easy to comprehend, and often not enough attention is paid to its interpretation. Reducing its meaning to “home, safety and one parent” completely discredits its merit in the entire picture, and leaves a vast area of ​​the natal chart almost opaque.

What is the 4th house indeed? And why is it so important to understand it when reading a chart, including the synastry?

The 4th house is the lowest point in the chart. Midnight.

The place where the border between the light and darkness lies. It is the point of the deepest foundations of one’s psychic universe. In fact, this is the place where psychotherapists and psychologists try to get, but most often they cannot, and end up in the 1st house. And this is a place where no one will consciously let another person in.

The 4th house represents not only the feeling of the inmost security, it contains all the data about a particular structure pattern inside of one’s psychic on which their universe is built. This is the basis of the spine, which runs through the entire chart up to the 10th house. The 4th house is the place where your inner voice lives. Looking at the sign and the planets in the 4th house, we can understand exactly how this voice of intuition sounds, what is your connection with it, and what it takes for you to hear this voice. 

The 4th house reflects the imprints that we received as a result of our after-birth condition and that have become the cornerstones of our sense of trust (or mistrust) to life. This is inevitably something upon which the huge part of our personality and all relationships are built. 

For some people, personal security is inherently linked with beauty and harmony (Venus/ Taurus/ Libra in the 4th house). For others, security means transformation and the ability to get to the depths (Scorpio/Pluto). Sometimes the security goes only with the sense of independence and freedom (Aquarius/ Uranus). Not rarely will the 4th house qualities remain a mystery for the person themselves until some good work is done on it. And it is almost impossible to work on the 4th house directly. 

The 4th house is the same area where we are entering during deep transpersonal experiences. In my work with plant medicine, in particular Ayahuasca, I was convinced more than once that all that is happening during the ceremony encompasses the 4th house domain, which is the reason why this work can be so disturbing but is unprecedentedly effective. Getting in touch with the material of their own 4th house, a person will not only experience fear, but the whole intensity of realising their own internal structure (or the absence of it), its flaws and disruptions, as well as its strengths and flawlessness. This contributes to the process which in psychotherapy is called "the integration of the personality”, or the return to the wholeness. Of course, all the houses of the natal chart are involved into this dynamics, but the footing lies precisely in the 4th house.

The same as a talented actor would have a strong 1st house, the good psychotherapist usually has an emphasised 4th house.

With all that in mind, the importance of this area in the synastry can’t be overlooked.

To begin with, it is hardly possible to imagine an intimate situation between the two where the 4th house would remain “switched off". The 8th house is invariably considered the house of sex, but never it is the only house involved at the moment of physical intercourse. The turning on of the 4th house occurs in all the transformational experiences including physical intimacy. Our openness to receive sexual pleasure and the ability to merge with another person are totally linked with our deepest security (the 4th house), which in many ways is unconscious for us ourselves. In addition, any sensual pleasure involves egoism, but NOT the egoism of the 1st house, or the 5th house, it is the egoism that is so elemental and even primitive that it is totally beyond our control. The 4th house egoism is almost animalistic.

The 4th house cannot be ignored when looking at the synastry of the two people whose relationships are meant to be long term. Not only it brings some structure into the relationships, but also reveals if these relations can endure time. The 4th house provides the basis and cements the connection.

Aspects to the 4th house that arise between the two may reveal the potential for the deepest healing (and deepest wounds as well) that one person can bring to another. This is the place where it is possible to get to the inner altar of another soul, to the sphere that the person who owns the 4th house does not know consciously themselves but feels its power in most life-changing events. 

It is especially favourable if the Venus and/or the Moon fall into the synastry 4th house. This can be an opportunity for a planet person to illuminate the 4th house person’s deepest fears with love and care, thus repeating the experience of unity with one of the parents, but in a more conscious form.

If we consider the 5th house to be the continuation, the body of the 4th, or the zone of “its possession”, then we see that, in fact, our personal creativity, our romantic preferences and our games (both in the childhood and and in the adulthood) are completely saturated with the material of the 4th house, i.e. our emotional imprints and our connection with the subconscious.

Drop me a line if you want a personal look at your chart ...

Yours,

AlSheren

[significant-narratives]

because i am who i am as a person, i looked up minty’s astro chart in honour of his birthday and like… your honour that’s the future heart of our team…

[bottom-lexa]

Game day today and yall!!! I’m a starter this week!!!!! I get to start on the punt team. And this is the first time since I started playing American football that I get to start!!!! I am so excited

[algolagniaa]

@meowmiaomiau this is my chart btw. it’s cursed but makes me deeply fascinating imo

[ishikawayukis]

much love but this is why idols shouldn't say the time they were born lmao

[rubiatinctorum]

:/ turns out i haven't bothered to learn anything for piano in THREE YEARS oh no................