#nursing & health care

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Hello Stranger. Whom I have never met.

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[ovaryacted]

I needed this picture on my blog cause I keep thinking about it nonstop. 7 days and 7 nights. 25/8. He’s too fucking fine. I probably have every picture of old man! logan w/the black & white aesthetic saved on Pinterest, but this one is probably my favorite from that era. #Need dat old man bad.

[a8ra]

Catholic English nurses praying for their patients before the start of a shift - Yorkshire, 1956

[aroacesafeplaceforall]

next person to turn one of my posts into something about alastor/hazbin hotel gets fed to my devils

[awesomecooperlove]

🔥 Dr. Peter McCullough Urges Immediate Removal of All COVID Vaccines and to Cut Ties With the WHO

"The COVID-19 vaccines and all of their progeny and future boosters are not safe for human use," attested Dr. McCullough.

"It's my belief that the European Union, the United States, and all major stakeholders should actually completely pull out of the WHO and leave the WHO to its own endeavors — not to have any jurisprudence, any dominion over what we do in healthcare."

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[satans--waifu]

@anothertina sold me on the Ez/Jinx chaos friendship but they‘re both unhinged and this is their dynamic

[thottybrucewayne]

No, real question. How you a transmed and nonbinary?

[mooseonahunt]

Manhandle Leon Monday?

Yeah, I can get behind this. Toss him across a room. Drag his ass through a long, dark corridor. Get rough with him.

[wikipediapictures]

Midwife

“Village Midwife Rachel Yusufu (holding the baby), Mnyiramba, and Ayah Brim Masasi, Msukuma, weighing an infant and giving advice to the mother during an infant welfare clinic session at Kishapu Native Authority Dispensary and Clinic in Shinyanga District, Lake Province.” - via Wikimedia Commons

[my-life-my-stories-my-love]

So I have something called slipping rib syndrome. That means that I was born with floating rib and then suffered a chest trauma that caused my ribs to move or “slip” out of place and aggravate the surrounding nerves. This is extremely painful and relatively unheard of.

It took me 13 doctors and nurses to get diagnosed and when I finally was it was by a medical student. Everyone told me it was all in my head and I just had anxiety and needed to go to school. I was also told when pointing out a lump near my ribs (which turned out to be my slipping ribs sticking out) that I was just skinny.

I ended up missing 148 days of school due to the pain because some days I couldn’t even get out of bed let alone walk across my high school huge ass campus.

The worst part is this is normal for slipping rib syndrome in teenagers and younger children. The surgeon I saw said that my story of the multiple doctors and nurses and being told it was in my head was common and he heard that story all the time from his patients.

I don’t know what is happening to the medical field but not everything is in people’s head and it pays off to take them seriously. I cannot even begin to count the number of people I know who can say that doctors and the medical field generally suck and that they aren’t taken seriously. Especially with women and teenagers and it’s such bullshit. Everyone should be taken seriously when it comes to the physical and mental care no one knows you better than yourself. And I know some people genuinely have their medical issues come from within the head/brain but that should still be taken seriously and not brushed off.

Medical professionals please take note and take your patients seriously. And NEVER dismiss them and refuse to listen and provide options for treatment and testing.

[flamboyant-king]

Hey babes, sorry I've been dead, but I coulda been literally dead if I had not gone.

I didn't hurt myself and we're still figuring things out. I would love to share but I've already forgotten what I've learned. I hope I get more guidance and time for healing and learning on how to lead my life in a better direction than where I was. But that takes time and effort.

I hope to get some rest, get some support, and get it together. But right now, I don't think it's healthy for me to worry about art in the way I do now. I may not express it here, but trying to maintain my art endeavors/projects while there's so much bullshit going on backstage is not helping me. Especially since I'm not even obligated to do so. But trying to force myself to do something I am currently unable to do will just make me feel worse. I'll follow my dreams and passions one day, but I've been putting off the healing process for years.

So I guess it's better to get better now so I can get the ball rolling again. Why drive on a flat tire?

[birdhism]

[the-lady-maddy]

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[regulus-regent]

@kurai-honoo continued from [ x ]

His eyes narrowed as he surveyed the scene, taking in the sight of Yami's blood-soaked figure and the scattered bodies of the foolish mortals who had dared to challenge a deity. He stepped carefully around the carnage, his boots leaving faint impressions in the bloodied ground. Despite the situation, he couldn't help but smirk at Yami's predicament, appreciating the deity's resilience and strength. "Hmph" he grunted, unimpressed by the carnage.

He crossed his arms, his expression a mix of irritation and concern. "You should've wiped them out sooner. Letting them get that close is sloppy, Yami."

[awesomecooperlove]

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[zoethehead]

The whumpee doesn't remember how they ended up in a soft bed, but what they did remember was pain, tears, bloodstained roads and ground, and someone who was possibly near to them...............dying.......

The whumpee opens their eyes to see a softly lit room, someone was sitting near their bedside; "oh, good... you've finally woken up. " The caretaker said. The whumpee noticed soft blankets resting upon their body. They turned their head slightly, feeling the pillows propping them up. The whumpee tried to sit up, the blanket sliding off their chest, revealing bandages wrapped up around their wounds and injuries. "Please lay back down. You're hurt." The caretaker worried, placing their hand on the whumpee's shoulder. The whumpee obliged; still very woozy from whatever had happened to them.

"I just wanted to know, considering your condition.... who did this to you?" The caretaker asked

The whumpee tried to recall, but it felt like there wasn't anything.........tears welled up in their eyes as the whumpee said....

" I don't remember ......".

The whumpee didn't have enough strength left to stay awake--or even cry. They felt themselves slipping back into the murky depths of unconsciousness, the last thing that they heard was the caretaker saying; "Save your strength, please.... everything will be fine, just rest...."