#practicing medicine without a license

[fall-out-girlboy]

snapchat videos will be titled "pimple extraction" and it's a back alley cosmetologist removing a stage 3 skin tomour with an exacto knife.

[runedscope]

Considering all the previous major fuckups when companies tried to use ai for mental health probably not a great idea to use this and probably not great for tumblr to be advertising in at the top of the dashboard.

Looks like they can sell data about any way you interact with the app which idk since im not a programmer looks like any information you put into the app is sellable.

[lesbiantenets]

Here are the instructions on the website. When I worked at an abortion clinic in Texas, the physicians would always prescribe Zofran and Norco. It's a relief to see at least one of these post-Roe telehealth clinics follow the same standard of care.

Her Safe Harbor provides abortion medication kits that include mife, miso, 2 Zofran tablets, pain meds, and as much/little 1:1 support as desired, for $150 to all 50 states, no matter the threats you get from your partner, relatives, or backwards republican state laws

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"GIVEN FIVE MONTHS," Hamilton Spectator. August 30, 1912. Page 4. --- Accused Pleaded Guilty to Practicing Medicine Illegally --- Canadian Press Service. North Bay, Aug. 28. - J. A. Berube, M.D., graduate of Laval University, Montreal, was sentenced to five months In Central Prison. by Magistrate Weegar, in, default of fines and costs aggregating $162.61 on five charges of practicing medicine Illegally in Bonfield, not having passed the Ontario Medical Council examination, W. J. Conners prosecuted for the Ontario Medical Council. Several previous convictions had been registered against Berube, on one of which he served thirty days in jail. He pleaded guilty to all five charges.

[morvith]

"Self-inserts are for teenagers"

False, sometimes they are for nearly-40 mothers of two who long to grab Ulmo by the rags and demand to know what expertise he has to call Fëanor's birth "marred" since he is the fucking Vala of the fucking Sea and most definitely NOT the Vala of Childbirth!

How many children has he given birth to?! Because I had two, both of whom were cut out of my living body!

Is he a certified midwife?!

Does he have a degree in Obstetrics and Gynecology?! Uh?? DOES HE???

[lovenpeace-pkmn]

SKYLA - What's the furthest you've gone for a friend?

I have...done quite a bit of research into hybrid medicine for some friends.

[bobokitty]

Clowning on my ocs is my favorite past time

[alphaketoglutaricacid]

maizuru seems highly conformist and feminine so its interesting the clothing she wears for most of the series seems to be for noblemen. Its probably bc the iconography of the onmyoji is that strong. But its an interesting wrinkle nonetheless.

[ladyinrainbowglasses]

Turns out Congressional aides REALLY do not like it when you call and ask how long their pro-forced birth Congress critter had been studying obstetrics and gynecology.

[lifewithaview]

David Caruso in CSI Miami (2002) Dispo Day

S1E18

A drugs transport to incineration is attacked by a well-armed gang, but a woman shouting for help for her baby rather distracts Horatio and Speed, whose gun is jammed, but a bullet-proof vest saves his life. Only SWAT sergeant Hollis is killed, but as ballistics later establishes from a distant spot. Horatio finds the woman isn't the baby's mother, she was hired by a drugs gang. CSI is suspected of tipping them off, especially after Calleigh tests positive for cocaine, but Horatio traces that to a nearby spot suitable for the sniper. The fiends even left one of their own, badly wounded Lester Cassidy, behind to die in Paul Tomassi's workshop after consulting suspended MD Guillermo Santoyo.

*This is one of David Caruso's favorite episodes from Season 1 as he gets to use his firearm in the opening teaser.

[the-bitch-in-the-tower]

"All men have an emotion to kill; when they strongly dislike some one they involuntarily wish he was dead. I have never killed any one, but I have read some obituary notices with great satisfaction."

Clarence Darrow, The Story of My Life

I’ve got my tumblr inbox turned off so I really have to commend the person who actually emailed me to let me know they don’t like the things I’ve posted about the UnitedHealth CEO being murdered on their commitment to their beliefs.

But seen as how you emailed me from a dud email that appears to be bouncing back replies and I really wanted to address something you said to me about violence begetting violence:

My migraine medication, the medication I was given for my debilitating neurological disease that has gotten so bad I spent most of this year actively suicidal, costs $1300 a month.

My insurance covered it. But only because my doctors office went to fucking war for me because I’m a high anaphylaxis risk for the drugs the insurance wanted me to try.

Because that’s the thing.

My doctors knew, based on my documented medical history, I likely wouldn’t be a good fit for the “first line” of preventative migraine drugs, but because of insurance, I had to be given drugs that were contradictory to my other life threatening conditions, because otherwise insurance wouldn’t cover anything else.

I failed them. Spectacularly and with an anaphylactic reaction to one of them. And I was still warned insurance would fight me because I hadn’t tried the remaining drug they wanted me to try.

A drug which I would have to take in an ER waiting room because my mast cell disease is unpredictable but insurance wouldn’t cover in-patient treatment to let me try it safely under medical supervision.

Is that not violence?

Were all the times I was denied coverage for vital and necessary procedures that could have prevented my disabilities from worsening not violence?

Maybe not in the sense you mean. But I assure you it felt very much like violence to me.

Do I condone murder? No, obviously. But I’m also sick and tired of people pretending that what is happening to the American people every day isn’t eugenics through class warfare.

Violence begets violence.

It sure fucking does.

Maybe these insurance companies should have thought of that first.

[ms-demeanor]

are there really chiropractors out there right now who are claiming they can treat all that stuff?? im really actually asking because ive never seen anything like that at all, but obviously i might just be really lucky. i constantly see people saying chiropractors claim they can treat everything, and its just baffling to me. my chiropractor is pretty young (so maybe she just doesnt have the same attitude as older ones?) and went to med school for physical therapy before becoming a chiropractor, and shes the only doctor out of the dozens ive seen who already knew what hyper-mobile ehlers-danlos syndrome is before meeting me. shes never once said anything about treating anything at all beyond the issues in my back from my muscles going whack, and has actually suggested i see a physical therapist (and referred me to one) to strengthen my back so i dont have to see her very often. i assumed that was the normal experience with chiropractors, but did i just luck out? are the majority of chiropractors really insane and claiming they can cure diabetes and stuff?? thats so crazy to think about...

Just to clarify: your chiropractor is not a doctor. Having a doctorate in physical therapy does not make one an MD, having a DC degree does not make one an MD. People who become physical therapists go to school for physical therapy, but that wouldn't really be called medical school any more than getting a degree in nutrition would be called medical school.

I want to be very firm here because you're using the words "medical school" and "doctor" and that indicates to me that she IS claiming to be more than what she actually is, which is a chiropractor and possibly a physical therapist, both of which have requirements that pale in comparison to the training that MDs (or even nurse practitioners or physician's assistants) go through. But chiropractors really like to let people believe that they're doctors. They're not. They're chiropractors.

It's a very good thing that your chiropractor has told you to seek other care for your back pain; neck and spinal adjustments are potentially life threatening to people who don't have connective tissue disorders and are *extremely* dangerous and an even greater risk for people who DO have hypermobility issues (check out what @thebibliosphere has to say about chiropractic and EDS). A licensed physical therapist will be able to do much, much more for you than a chiropractor, and is a MUCH safer choice.

Now, all of that being said:

Yeah it's super common for chiropractors to claim they can treat all kinds of nonsense and when they're doing so it is probably technically illegal and if they actually treat stuff it's probably technically practicing medicine without a license and can be really fucking dangerous if it convinces people to forgo evidence-based treatment.

Here's a chiropractor in LA claiming to treat a laundry list of ailments:

Here's one also in LA county whose yelp photo is of her doing spinal manipulation on a baby (Literally never ever let a chiropractor treat your child it can no-shit kill them) and offering prenatal and perinatal care

Here's a guy in North Hollywood claiming to treat asthma and allergies with chiropractic:

It's not the majority of chiropractors, but it's more than you'd want.

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"Pâques et le bébé de vingt-trois jours," La Patrie. April 21, 1943. Page 2. --- Emilien Rondeau, accusé d'avoir volé des cigarettes pour une valeur de $6.40 dans un entrepôt du C.N.R. pourra passer les fêtes de Pâques dans sa famille, grâce au juge Théberge qui a bien voulu remettre au 18 mai prochain la sentence qu'il devait prononcer contre l'accusé, lequel s'avoua coupable.

Rondeau est le père d'un fils de 23 jours et c'est afin de lui permettre de passer quelques semaines avec les siens qu'il obtint cette faveur.

Le juge Théberge a également rendu jugement dans la cause d'Albert Deslauriers, 4689 Resther, accusé de pratique illégale de la médecine. "Le prévenu, dit le tribunal, tenta de se défendre, mais ne réussit qu'à se condamner lui-même". Amende de $50 et les frais ou 2 mois de prison.

Mile M. Sullivan, accusée d'avoir violé la loi des conventions collectives, fut acquittée, faute de preuves, par le juge R. Théberge.

[whereserpentswalk]

You're working on an interstellar ship. You're currently monitoring a planet from orbit. As one of the six species with the ability to create faster then light ships, every nation of your species has agreed not to interfere with less advanced civilizations. It's for the best they say.

The planet you’re monitoring is dying of a plague. They don't understand germ theory down there, they've barely invented things like the printing press or gunpowder. It's not like they're less intelligent then you, they just didn't have as much time. The researchers on the ship think the plague is going to end their species. It's not certain it'll happen but it's looking like it.

The researchers on the ship talk about the people there like they're animals, they sneak into villages the plague entirely destroyed and steal corpses to experiment on. They treat the bodies as if they were never people. They talk about the actions of the people planetside like the natrual instincts of beasts and not the choices of rational creatures. "According to their primitive ideas about reality they burn bodies killed by plague." "A female is given the right to mate with her male as she pleases after their marriage ritual." "They lack the capability of understanding the proximity of our ship."

You eventually decide that you've seen enough corpses, and that you've seen too many people act as if there weren't people down there. You steal an escape pod one night and go down to the planet to tell them what's happening. You don't have a cure for their illness but mabye you can get them on the right track.

You see them alive for the first time, not just bodies in a lab but people going about their lives, talking to eachother, buying and selling goods at their markets, mourning their dead. They look different from you of course, your body is serpentine with your only limbs being the four long tentacles near your mouth, their bodies are insectoid with four wraithlike arms and four long skinny legs, their dark metal exoskeletons contrasting the white of your scales. You remind yourself that they're no lesser then you, that you have no right that they do not.

You don't pretend to be a god or anything like that, you want to be as honest with them as you can. You go to someone practicing medicine in one of their temples. She's a student, her species doesn't have a lot of knowledge of medical science but it's not just superstition, she's learning how to do surgery and make medicine out of plants as best as her culture understands. You think to yourself that she'd probably be a premed student had she been born into your species, mabye the type to go to a fancy school off planet, mabye the type to voluntarily turn herself into a cyborg. She's scared at first but she eventually calms down, you explain to her everything you know about the virus and how her species could prevent it from spreading, you treat her as an equal, and explain things in terms she understands but in as much detail as possible, without making anything up to make it easier. It's the best that you can do.

You eventually have to leave. You're found out pretty quickly, you needed your ID to unlock the escape pod. You very quickly are fired, and become internationally infamous. It's agreed that to not violate any treaties you're never allowed to leave your homeworld again, you can never so much as set foot on a starship. Years go by. You don't have a medical license anymore so you find work teaching medicine at a local college. You sometimes wonder what it would be like to have the girl you talked to on that planet so many years ago as a student. In a way she was your first student.

People sometimes want to interview you about what you did. You refuse most of them. There's a small but unpopular movement to make contact with less advanced planets who hold you up as an important figure. Saber toothed emothians, and soft fleshed earthlings, and many eyed galdians all come to you. They want you to endorse them, but it never feels right. The official narrative is that the planet you tried to saved as killed off by that virus, everyone says that the species you tried to help wouldn't have understood what you told them, and that the virus would have been their end a few years after you made contact.

Years go on. No spaceship ever had a reason to come to the planet you tried to save, so you never get any confirmation. You always look for that hope but eventually you give up, there's no reason to believe anything else. As your story gets further and further in the past you have no legacy, there are governments and corporations who make sure you're not remembered in public consciousness, and only a few online forms and academic historians really talk about your life anymore. Occasionally activists will scream your name, but the news never reports on it.

It is hundreds of years after your death. The species you saved all those years ago has finally created faster then light travel. All across their world statues of you exist, every child on their planet knows your name. The first planet they visit once they make first contact is your honeworld, and the descendents of the woman you explained germ theory to visit your descendents. They posthumously give you their highest awards, and thousands of them come to see your grave. Nobody there forgot what you did, you're credited with saving their species from existence. They wish they could tell you, everything was ok in the end, your compassion was not meaningless.

[copycat--punisher]

part of the fun of this lil side blog is that i can rant and rave about the fact that people have ascribed so much morality politicking onto Langdon's actions because we as a society cannot handle even an ounce of complexity wrt a person's motivations and actions. insane how in the show Robby gives a speech about addiction as a disease, and a disease which can affect any/every type of person, but then i see comments about Langdon essentially villifying him and questioning his motivations to come back for the MCI ("he just wants to get his adrenaline high!" are you NUTS).

do I think it was good or acceptable to steal meds? NO! was it dangerous and reckless to do what he did, and should he be held accountable? YES! but divorcing that completely from his addiction just because he appears high-functioning is ridiculous. i've seen soooo many 'he should lose his license asap' 'if robby doesn't immediately take action against him, the show has failed' posts. you're all dumb. the show is about the complications which humanity brings to a clinical, methodical workplace. the practice of medicine is science – the practice of emergency medicine is science within the confines of stress, trauma, horror, human failings, grief. if the show was just a sanitized, clinical portrayal of doling out medicine/making diagnoses with no humanity to it, it would be a) bad television and b) not accurate. dr. mohan's practice suffers because she is too empathetic. santos violates her ethical obligations by confronting a sexually abusive parent. neither of those are statements of morality. they are just the facts. the tension there is what drives the story and makes it such a compelling commentary on working in healthcare.

plus: it scares me to think that so many of y'all believe that a person's worst action is the thing that should define the rest of their life/career without any opportunity to recoup or take accountability. that's punitive thinking! scary shit!

[naamahdarling]

Maybe it isn't that I actually hate medical professionals? They just suck and are weird sometimes, and a lot of them shouldn't be practicing, but I don't hate them as a group, like, personally.

What I hate is their ability to make my life harder in ways that are often completely opaque to me, and a lot of the crap things they do are not really possible to challenge. And I hate the fact that holding them responsible fort dogshit behavior in any way that will actually benefit me is almost always impossible.

And I also hate the fact that they have to do stupid things sometimes because that's how the system is set up, and those things sometimes mean patients actually get harmed. They aren't fond of that part either! They don't want the system to be the way it is! But they don't have a choice, so sometimes people like me get forced by bureaucracy into doing things that are re-traumatizing. And I can't imagine that feels good for them at all, knowing that their patients are sometimes only "consenting" because that bureaucracy will not let them be helped in any other way. Which isn't consent at all. I imagine that must be pretty traumatizing for them, too, sometimes.

If it were easier to actually access medical care without tremendous delays in this country right now I would have much less trouble finding providers who are good at what they do and are not horrible people, and who have clinic staff who can do their fucking job.

Oh and I also don't appreciate how evasive and unwilling to commit they are out of fear of being held to an answer that turns out to be inaccurate, but I can't make an informed decision about my own care unless they give me at least some information about probabilities and trajectories and typicalities. Genuinely, how the fuck am I supposed to navigate that shit. I get that some patients are really fucking difficult, but I should be able to get a special stamp on my file or something that says I understand that sometimes medicine isn't an exact science and the best answers that my doctors can give may not always prove to be accurate in the long term. I know they don't like being in that situation either.

A lot of medical professionals are fucking assholes, and unfortunately the ones who are not are still hamstrung by a system set up to actively prevent people from getting care.

I miss my old doctor. He gave no shits about anything that wasn't the patient. He prescribed scheduled meds based on what the patient needed and not based on fear of consequences potentially being imposed on him by the punitive patient-hostile drugs-are-bad moral panic machine developed to force suffering people into buying more dangerous drugs off the street in order to prevent far fewer people from maybe getting high off of drugs that at least weren't laced with lethal substances. (The purpose of a system is what it does.) Did he get sanctioned and become locally unhireable? Unfortunately yes he did. Does he now provide concierge care to rich people? Yes he does. He found a way to make it work, God bless him.

Everything about the medical system in this country is fucked. Hospitals, doctors, nurses, pharmacies, pharmacists, pharmacy techs, phlebotomists, clinic administrative staff, insurance companies, medical schools and schooling, licensing boards, drug advertising to both providers and patients, pharmaceutical reps, researchers, research, publishing, medical trials, pharmaceutical companies, manufacturers and distributors, medical equipment, charting software, billing and billing codes, diagnostic criteria, charity and low income services, accessible transportation, home care, the lack of independent individual patient advocates, dietitians and nutritionists, access to physical and occupational therapy and physical and occupational therapists, the massive bigotry of every kind rampant in every corner of the medical field, social work, senior care and assisted living, deprioritization of informed consent and harm reduction, disability applications, inaccessibility of medical records, especially psychiatric notes which are specifically allowed to be withheld from patients, lack of continuity of care for disadvantaged people, care that is equitably accessible to disabled people, telemedicine, patient portals, phone systems, clinic hours, every single aspect of inpatient and outpatient psychiatry, facility security, all sorts of things going on with therapists who are nevertheless probably the least malicious group of people in this entire charade, aaaaaand patients themselves.

Also hospital toilets that are too tall and make it literally physically impossible for me to poop while I'm there waiting for somebody to come out of surgery. I just needed to take a crap, guys. You didn't need to make the toilets so tall that my feet didn't even touch the floor. It is very clean but there is no shitting for short people at St Francis.