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nerdgirlnarrates · 3 months
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Even though it's been months since I switched from neurosurgery to internal medicine, I still have a hard time not being angry about the training culture and particularly the sexism of neurosurgery. It wasn't the whole reason I switched, but truthfully it was a significant part of my decision.
I quickly got worn out by constantly being questioned over my family plans. Within minutes of meeting me, attendings and residents felt comfortable lecturing me on the difficulties of having children as a neurosurgeon. One attending even suggested I should ask my co-residents' permission before getting pregnant so as not to inconvenience them. I do not have children and have never indicated if I plan to have any. Truthfully, I do want children, but I would absolutely have foregone that to be a neurosurgeon. I wanted to be a neurosurgeon more than anything. But I was never asked: it was simply assumed that I would want to be a mother first. Purely because I'm a woman, my ambitions were constantly undermined, assumed to be lesser than those of my male peers. Women must want families, therefore women must be less committed. It was inconceivable that I might put my career first. It was impossible to disprove this assumption: what could I have done to demonstrate my commitment more than what I had already done by leading the interest group, taking a research year, doing a sub-I? My interest in neurosurgery would never be viewed the same way my male peers' was, no matter what I did. I would never be viewed as a neurosurgeon in the same way my male peers would be, because I, first and foremost, would be a mother. It turns out women don't even need to have children to be a mother: it is what you essentially are. You can't be allowed to pursue things that might interfere with your potential motherhood.
Furthermore, you are not trusted to know your own ambitions or what might interfere with your motherhood. I am an adult woman who has gone to medical school: I am well aware of what is required in reproduction, pregnancy, and residency, as much as one can be without experiencing it firsthand. And yet, it was always assumed that I had somehow shown up to a neurosurgery sub-I totally ignorant of the demands of the career and of pregnancy. I needed to be enlightened: always by men, often by childless men. Apparently, it was implausible that I could evaluate the situation on my own and come to a decision. I also couldn't be trusted to know what I wanted: if I said I wanted to be a neurosurgeon more than a mother, I was immediately reassured I could still have a family (an interesting flip from the dire warnings issued not five minutes earlier in the conversation). People could not understand my point, which was that I didn't care. I couldn't mean that, because women are fundamentally mothers. I needed to be guided back to my true role.
Because everyone was so confident in their sexist assumptions that I was less committed, I was not offered the same training, guidance, or opportunities as the men. I didn't have projects thrown my way, I didn't get check-ins or advice on my application process, I didn't get opportunities in the OR that my male peers got, I didn't get taught. I once went two whole days on my sub-I without anyone saying a word to me. I would come to work, avoid the senior resident I was warned hated trainees, figure out which OR to go to on my own, scrub in, watch a surgery in complete silence without even the opportunity to cut a knot, then move to the next surgery. How could I possibly become a surgeon in that environment? And this is all to say nothing of the rape jokes, the advice that the best way for a woman to match is to be as hot as possible, listening to my attending advise the male med students on how to get laid, etc.
At a certain point, it became clear it would be incredibly difficult for me to become a neurosurgeon. I wouldn't get research or leadership opportunities, I wouldn't get teaching or feedback, I wouldn't get mentorship, and I wouldn't get respect. I would have to fight tooth and nail for every single piece of my training, and the prospect was just exhausting. Especially when I also really enjoyed internal medicine, where absolutely none of this was happening and I even had attendings telling me I would be good at it (something that didn't happen in neurosurgery until I quit).
I've been told I should get over this, but I don't know how to. I don't know how to stop being mad about how thoroughly sidelined I was for being female. I don't know how to stop being bitter that my intelligence, commitment, and work ethic meant so much less because I'm a woman. I know I made the right decision to switch to internal medicine, and it probably would have been the right decision even if there weren't all these issues with the culture of neurosurgery, but I'm still so angry about how it happened.
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nibbelraz · 3 months
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ive been thinking about the 'mqf finds out sqh is god' thing you said and honestly. i think the best way for it to happen is that someone completely random tells him like 'maybe you should ask sqh for a cure seeing as he made the plant to begin with'. everyone who knew kinda assumed he already did too. this is news to him. tf you mean the most pathetic little meow meow of a martial brother is god. horror violin chord. sqh is already running. adios compadre he knows that the difference between medicine and poison is the dose and believe you him he would make another cure if he could but even 'gods' gotta eat mu-shidi!!!
I AGREE Actually think everyone at An Ding Peak knows very well Shang Qinghua is a God either that he told them or they just worked with him long enough that they went "Hey he DEFINITELY isn't normal" which then spread around towards everyone else and somehow left poor Mu Qingfang out of the loop.
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He's unfortunately god, and I don't blame him for what he's going to do to Shang Qinghua once he finds out.
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moccasins · 11 days
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i realized i don't always have to use blog this for art..
so last night i had a dream where all the "godlike" aus, fanon or canon, were all created in a white void. the ones i could see were life, reaper, ink, error, dream, and nightmare. my dream was from the pov of error, but he didn't have his strings.
the dream started with them appearing in what looked like the anti-void, confused. none of the other aus were created yet, but us creators had made these gods to start the balance that would eventually form the aus. most of the ones there were excited at the idea, but error wasn't. he didn't know why he was there and what was happening, but as he watched from a few feet away he heard a voice calling to him from somewhere in the void. curious, he followed it.
after only a little bit of walking he met a figure, idk who it was, and they were the source of the voice. they told him that they could help him find his place among the other gods if they made a deal with him and, after a little bit of convincing, he agreed.
almost immediately some weird symbol was burned into his forehead and the sides of his eyes where his tear tracks would go, they kinda reminded me of a circuit board? or some kind of celtic symbol?? idk. he was on the ground in pain when the other gods found him. ink tried to figure out what was happening but error wouldn't respond, the voice in his head was so much louder now and he just wanted it to stop.
my dream ended with error touching the marks near his eyes and the strings came out of them and he, and all the other gods, were horrified.
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antique-symbolism · 3 months
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(11.28.23)
Living in a dying body,
Stranded on a dying world,
What shall the dying do?
Grind our bleach-white coral bones,
Drown in rising water, our limbs too weak to tread?
How about this instead?
On New Year's Eve, my father, a doctor of the weather said: 
"I believe in the resilience of our atmosphere."
And thus began my year,
With a body set for ambush storms, and unprepared to take my cover,
Hopeful, kicking at the knees that wouldn't last the summer.
But if Dad can see the damning data and give us yet our chance, 
Then I will face the fates that are written in my scans,
Feed the sturgeon lunch at the museum,
Bend slowly to the waterline and whisper this to them:
"I believe in our resilience, too."
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astraltrickster · 9 months
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All right I need some good wishes.
Cat's back at the ER because while he stopped throwing up, he was still lethargic and disinterested in everything and just not acting like himself. X-rays confirmed he's got some kind of intestinal obstruction but didn't show what the obstruction was.
We think he ate thread, but there's not much that can be done until it's confirmed via either seeing it on imaging or seeing certain very specific signs associated with that particular kind of obstruction, which is hell on earth because long body obstructions are some of the most dangerous ones an animal can get BUT trying to remove something that may not even be there, well, that shit is dangerous on an already stressed body, so it's not a gamble anyone wants to take for very good reason, so it's all just a waiting game until whatever it is shows up more clearly, passes on its own, or gets worse.
So, please send him your best wishes...and, for that matter, this is all stupidly expensive so any purchases from my RedBubble shop are EXTREMELY appreciated right now.
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reamed · 18 days
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ya know what I’m deciding not to give a shit if my job doesn’t like me missing work bcuz I’m in agonizing pain
#txt#it is what it is#fuck it we ball#like idk what else to do#and it really erks me that my boss thinks she has the right to tell me I need to go to the doctor#because bitch I’ve been all my life I’ve been misdiagnosed with stomach viruses utis and it’s never that#I’m not risking being misdiagnosed again. I’m waiting for my gyno appointment bcuz it has fucking everything to do with my period/reproduct#REPRODUCTIVE ORGANS#like hire more people if it’s such a loss when I’m gone ??????#don’t fucking text me telling me that “As a mom I’d tell my kid to go to the doctor😇 as if my parents aren’t fully aware of the pain I’m in#and have been fully aware since I was 10 years old#I know what’s going on bitch I don’t need to waste money at a walk in clinic for them to tell me I have a uti or my stomach is just hurting#u think jus fucking about with this shit. no I plan for this every month. usually it’s not terrible. this month has been hell#there’s nothing I can do to avoid it. I take meds and they barely do anything#i deserve to rest bcuz I’ve been busting my ass this year and last through this pain#i can afford to miss a few days off work. sorry yall can’t#I’m sorry for ranting this had jus been an issue my whole life. they used to grill me as a kid at school for missing#and it reminds me of that so much and it makes me feel like a child again#being told It’s JuSt period CrAmpS just TakE medicine#meanwhile I’m literally puking from pain#meanwhile my insides feel like they are blistering and on fire and my lower body is being yanked to the floor#ok sowwy I’m gonna go cry about it now
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invinciblerodent · 1 month
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I've been thinking a lot about magic healing today.
Like I can't stop thinking about how much truly incredible medical knowledge (specifically what we now think of as folk medicine, or like... battlefield surgery) is rendered pretty much completely obsolete by the existence of people who can mend bones with a thought. About how rare it must be for someone to actually know about how a body functions, when among most adventuring types, there's... actually little practical use for such knowledge, with little motivation beyond curiosity to figure it out.
Like of course, I'm sure there are many settings in which those with magical talent are few and far between. I'm sure there are low-magic settings where having access to magical healing is rare, and/or comes at a prohibitively high price for most commoners. But I can't help but think that... in worlds where healing spells and broad-spectrum healing potions are found in the stock of pretty much every merchant and every thug's inventory, ready to be looted, the work of midwives, village wise-women, herbalists, field medics, surgeons, and a thousand other professions is made pretty much completely irrelevant to so many people, simply because clerics, paladins, druids and such, are able to just.... wave a hand, and eradicate diseases, mend bones, transfuse blood, restore limbs, and sometimes even raise the dead.
Being medically knowledgeable on top of being magically adept would probably not only be rare as hell (hello, Halsin), it'd also take a lot of dedication, and a lot of respect for the body and the natural way of things that... I don't know how many even among the best magical healers would actually have.
I'd imagine that many who usually have steady access to a healer don't actually know jack shit about their own health, and... maybe even those who rely on magic to heal, don't actually know what they're doing all that often.
Idk. I'm just rotating this thought in my head today.
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shadovvheart · 1 month
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Yeah anyway. Doc suspects i have carpal tunnel after all. I'm not allowed to use pens for four weeks 🤷
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needylittlegirl · 3 months
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not tto brag but im the bravest person i know
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demo-ness · 3 months
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i think this website may be allergic to the idea that most medications aren't for neurological stuff
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sunlightfeeling · 4 months
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needs medicine in order to help remember and keep track of things
routinely forgets to take medicine
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dahliadear · 7 months
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As I'm reading Dracula Daily I keep picturing Dr Seward as Harry Treadaway's Dr Frankenstein from Penny Dreadful. He just makes such a good soggy, insomniac, autistic Victorian doctor.
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burgeaux · 6 months
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I love my Azem so much it literally makes me crazy
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ioannemos · 5 months
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doctor: your cholesterol is higher than it should be. what's your diet like?
me: um. bad*
doctor: okay. i'd add more vegetables...
me: valid 😔
doctor: ...more whole grains and nuts...
me: makes sense
doctor: ...less red meat...
me: i don't really eat a lot of red meat anyway
doctor: ...and less dairy
me: i'll see you in HELL 🙂
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not one character in hannibal that i don't relate to. not one.
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mumblesplash · 1 year
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Okay I’m so sorry, but I read your url as a warrior cat name
[angrily resets counter labeled “Days Since Last Warriorcats Incident” back to zero]
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