LOL I had a coworker who used to pretend his hearing aids died when he was done with your shit. everybody hated how lazy he was at overnight cleaning and whatnot but he was god-tier as a 1:1 sitter for maladaptively attention-seeking patients. They’d be saying all kinda outta pocket shit to him and he was just so used to faking deaf at that point that they had nothing on him. And I loved having him on our unit when we had sexually inappropriate guys. they’d fake suicidality to try and get one of the 18y/o nursing assistants to masturbate at but NOPE. You, creepiest of creepy sirs, get deaf gassy off-season mall Santa.

somebody tried to bring them to our psych ward and argue that they needed them because they were prescription (in fairness they were but bruh). it was a shitshow.

It’s wild to describe something I needed to get a license for and that is overseen by a board that can revoke it for malpractice as a hobby.

eh. there’s also polka.

well first I’d take an extension cord to goodwill

No if I was completely set for life I would still wanna be a nurse. I’d do like one shift a month maybe one shift a week at most but I don’t think I could do without the satisfaction of helping someone. I’d also probably pick and choose how I got to do it more. I’d do a lot less stuff that’s more characteristic of the institutional system and take more time to actually talk to people and try to help them with specific stuff instead of just providing three hots and a cot and my main method of keeping them from stabbing each other being invading their privacy. I actually got to sit down and de-mat someone’s depression hair last week and it was soooo nice I almost never have time for that anymore.

am I already scheduled for a shift? I make that hourly.

it’s funny because I’m AFAB but NB with a husband and I’m the one who gets the man-flu.

I think I would last a little longer than average. And I only say that because the more power I get handed the more anxiety I get and I think it’s the people it doesn’t make anxious that are the scariest. I also burnout quickly though and I don’t handle everybody being mad at me very gracefully.

@ 30 22 feels waaay too damn young. tf am I even gonna talk to this person about? I’m a decade in to a high stress high reliability industry. I’m starting to get Greg grey hairs! I make jokes about all the child rapists I met while working for the state! Too much happened in that 8 years between us. Too damn much.

you damn well better hope it’s not the secret third thing…

sincerely the psych nurse

sent this to hubby but given that we go at it like rabbits idk if -cel is the right suffix for him.

I certainly do!

Not sure if this is what they’re talking about, but vampires are frequently depicted as having to stop and count large numbers of small things. So if you’re being chased by one you can throw out salt or grains of rice or seeds or whatever and they will have to stop and count it before they continue pursuing you. Or you can attack while they’re preoccupied too I guess. That’s where you get the count from Sesame Street.

oh this one is a fav of mine but I was raised redneck so

got hubs one because I couldn’t afford a steam deck for his birthday. he loves it. I never see him play it at home (I think because the actual computer is here) but every once in a while he’ll mention having played x or y retro game and he has covered the ENTIRE thing in Simpsons stickers.

so you can study stuff and do coursework but you gotta make it really easy to do accidentally. when I got a paper to write I would make a google drive folder with the project outline and a template for the paper including a reference sheet. I would lazily look up sources occasionally and add the pdfs to the folder and easybib / citation machine them into the reference section by doi. at that point it would be a matter of when the paper would get written, not if. the dopamine would just hit suddenly when I’m having an IBS shit at 2am and “oops. I wrote a research paper.” I accidentally wrote so many papers while shitting. one time I set all of it up and went to bed and turned out one of the group members was also ADHD because when I woke up she’d accidentally done the whole thing while I was asleep. 10/10 method.

i mean. this is a completely normal pediatric knee x-ray:

and as for the difference in flesh shape it would actually make sense for the hair to be less radioopaque than the flesh itself…

it definitely is fake but that is kinda how bones work sometimes if they want to or haven’t finished getting where they’re going yet.

It’s called a “highly composite number!” I read up on a lot of this stuff while learning about numerology and other esoteric spiritual traditions!