#doctors office

[businessmemes]

Lymph nodes are the source of business acumen and need to be palpated and massaged regularly.

[gomi-cake]

[crayonbunnyagere]

[faytelumos]

Reminder that American healthcare is fucking insane and if anybody ever tells you that privatized healthcare is better you need to shove a sock in their mouth.

I went to the ER recently because I was really sick and I needed to confirm that I didn't have something scary (I was wearing gloves and a mask, don't worry).

I spent over 5 hours sitting in the waiting room, and the only treatment I received was a brief conversation with a doctor and snap tests for the flu and COVID.

My bill was over 900 dollars.

[2022dirt]

The ceiling light in this doctor’s waiting room.

[passionateseadruid]

Charlie's first hooves and horn appointment on her own after moving out?

AHH!!

I imagine that she’s a bit awkward at first.

(Me coded fr)

She’s told her parents that she can go to Sloth by herself a million times.

But actually having to do do it? That’s a different story.

She was a nervous wreck when it came to traveling by herself! Sure she was the princess of Hell but she HATED to use her powers. Even if it was just to defend herself.

She rode the Hellivator (I think that’s what it’s called) all the way down to sloth.

Everyone stared at her on the way down. After all it’s not every day that you see the princess of hell (or any of the royal family)

Once she actually got to the office it took an hour to actually see the doctor.

“Ah Miss Morningstar!” The old goat doctor greeted.

“Actually, it’s Charlie Magne now.” She smiled, awkwardly.

“This way Miss Morningstar.” He slowly walked into the back

“Y-You can just call me Charlie.” She was trying to be patient

“Are you sure?”

“YES!” She said, quickly.

Everything was going great!

The doctor did the mallet reflexes (you know that thing where they hit just under your knee)

her hooves did need a bit of a trim but other than that everything was going well.

Until it came to her horns

“Miss Charlie do you know what you’re blood type is?”

“Uh… gold? I think?” She shrugged, bashfully.

“Your horns are rather small considering your mother.” He checked his notes.

The doctor ran some tests and sure enough Charlie’s horns hadn’t fully developed yet.

The doctor concluded they’d end up growing to be around the same size as Lilith’s over the next millennium.

But that was a long ways away.

Charlie was thrilled though that she could have another piece of her that could remind her of her mother

sorry, this is so short I really didn’t know what to do with this… 😅🥲

[sakurastarkey]

Chopper check up 🩹

[isasmonologue]

i’ve been back home for two months

the therapist asks me how i feel

i say, “fine”

she asks me again

i say, “i’m angry”

i don’t understand why my brain is like this

why my body does this

why i have to scratch and claw

at any sense of relief

i woke up that morning

pushed my legs over the edge of the bed

i stood on unsure feet

my ankles turned over

and my knees buckled

last month, my skin burned red

blisters covered my arms and back

the doctor gave me pills to try

i called out for my dad to help me get up

but he was already gone

every night, i beg something in the sky to fix my mind

the therapist tells me that it doesn’t happen overnight

still, i am on my knees

i dialed my brother but he didn’t answer

so i just laid on the floor and cried

i asked the physical therapist

if he’d seen any improvement

he gave me a sad smile and said

“we’ll get there”

my friend showed up after work

because he’d seen my missed calls

he found me with a dead phone and

a tear soaked shirt under my sleeping head

he shook my shoulder and called my name

i tried to answer and bloody drool

came running off of a swollen tongue

the therapist asks me how i feel

i mumble, “fine”

she asks me again

i mumble, “i’m tired”

[gleditsia-triacanthos]

kind of reeling still, but i guess here’s a reason accessibility is so important.

(mentions of weight and weight loss in a physical health context)

i saw gi for the first time in two months today, and finally got weighed by getting out of my chair and scooting onto the scale. i’ve lost twenty pounds. even taking atrophy into account, this is very much Not Good for someone with gastroparesis, and i’m now on an nj tube for the first time in a year.

i’ve been taking my meds and adhering to the gp diet as usual, but after becoming paralyzed in december, i haven’t been journaling/keeping track of my calorie intake. because i haven’t been able to walk, i haven’t been able to use my scale at home or at any other doctor’s office. i haven’t been as attentive to my body as i am typically, though i figured i’d lost a bit.

i’m honestly freaked out. until now, accessibility has been about convenience to me (even if the inconvenience is major). this is sort of a lesson for me too but ohmygod—

medicine NEEDS to be accessible. it’s insane that it isn’t, especially when disabled people often have chronic health conditions.

for disabled people with multiple conditions: one condition getting worse or manifesting does NOT mean the others take a backseat. it’s so so overwhelming and feels like a full time job to manage comorbidities, but they will not take a month or two off. please please please be safe. be smarter than i am.

peace + love!

[martianbugsbunny]

Not to be a huge tumblrina but the office somehow managed to be super overbooked (?) and the only thing keeping me sane and placid as I wait is scrolling through cherik pics on instagram

[crushedapple]

[mikecovers]

175. Found in a doctor's office. The healthcare industry brings in billions of dollars and yet all they can afford for their signage is a Staples plastic folder.

[gomi-cake]

shh...

[buckybarnesfic]

So I had to share this somewhere. Enjoy.

To preface this, I work at a medical clinic. We use Epic electronic medical records, and we can see information for the other clinic in town, usually.

So I had a weird call. So this guy calls and he says I want to cancel my appointment. I said okay and I get his name and he's not one of our patients; just by the name and the time it was, I knew he wasn't one of our patients. So I'm like "all right let me let me get your name and date of birth" because I wasn't at my desk. I get to my desk and pull him up and he's listed as deceased. My voice turned funny just then. I ask him if he's going to the other office in town and he said yes and I told him I'd call them for him since he's busy. I then asked his address and literally EVERYTHING I COULD and it was him. I explained if I sounded funny it was because he was listed as dead. He says "well I'm not, I'm standing here" so I told him "well, if you're dead I'm glad you're calling to cancel your appointment, that's considerate of you" he laughed and we hung up but I WAS SHOOK.

I think the creepiest thing about it was when I clicked to access his information, I get the pop up "you are about to access the records of someone who is deceased" and I have to click okay.

[redmantic]

Every 2 weeks

Every month

I’m back in that chair

Under cold white lights

Subtle buzzing crawling through my ears.

I tell the doctor what’s wrong

I get pills

I get worse

I get better

A new problem emerges

More tests

More bruises

More notes

More drugs before breakfast

Before bed

I sleep in pain

I wake in pain.

Its existence.

I hate the blaring white lights

I hate this

[cyberfestivaldonkeycash]

I’m chronically ill, so a lot of my time is spent at the doctor trying to figure out what my new problem is. I can’t make this up, my diagnosis yesterday was and I quote, “bad luck”. I was told I just have bad luck.