cranquis:

baffledinbrooklyn:

cranquis:

Lord…

• Preserve me from the first-time parents of an infant who “yawns too much.”
• Guard me from rolling my eyes as the still-smoking COPD-er recites all the “natural” remedies they’ve been taking to “fix their lung problem.”
• Shelter me from the wrath of ER physicians who feel imposed upon when I send a child with appendicitis symptoms to their ER.
• Restrain my tongue from cutting words when a mother accuses me of never calling her with the child’s (negative!) strep culture results, even though the chart notes show that my nurse and I left 4 voicemails over the space of a week on the only phone number listed for the patient.
• Give me patience when my colleague cherry-picks the “earache” and “sore throat” cases, leaving me to deal with 3 “females with stomach pain” in a row.
• Be with the man who just came in for “tummy ache and fever”, but turned out to have multiple abdominal masses on his CT scan, and who will be undergoing surgery tomorrow to determine the extent of his cancer.
• Bless the little girl with the painful rash after swimming in a pool with too much chlorine, and help the medications and treatments I gave the parents to give everyone a restful night.
• And thank you, Lord, for the bliss of sensing a full bladder, for lo, it gives me an excuse to slow down for 90 wonderful seconds, take a leak, wash my hands, look in the mirror, grin, and jump back into a hellacious work shift.

Amen

As I head into the urgent care once again, I will reblog this to help create some good mojo for myself.

Self-reblogging my popular posts — it’s what daddies of newborns do.

This gave me such a smile :)

Yes. This.

justahumann:

Photo credit: Richard Plunk.

Ugh my hair.

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The original character descriptions of Friends!

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cranquis:

While working in your garage, you discover a pimple inside the cup of your external ear. In true “future urgent care patient” fashion, you decide the best course of action is to pop it. Since it has always been your goal to end up starring in an anonymous internet blog with the tag “stupidiot”…

People are fucking idiots

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Hair <3

cranquis:

Ha! Reminds me of a similar story that happened to me — with less suicide but more threats of bodily harm. :S

(Thanks to wifeofadocstar for the submission!)