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lvrby-katsuki · 1 year
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why do i always get stuck with draining urine bags <//3
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Rigor Mortis (part 3)
College roommate!Miguel O'Hara x reader
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(AO3 Mirror) (Wattpad) Series Masterlist, Main Masterlist,
Part 2, Part 4
summary: A bad day turns even worse. Miguel surprises you.
warnings: angst angst angst, mentions of grief, very vague mention of domestic violence and abuse.
recommended reading: the painting Ophelia by John Everett Millais, and the song Ophelia by the lumineers.
a/n: i lowkey suck at communicating my "big" ideas so i really really hope this makes sense!
Thank you to my beta readers, @tianyhi and @urgonnaneedabiggership (they also write Miguel fics, I highly recommend! my favourite is this series), I couldn't have done it without you guys <3
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they were here, she says,
You’ve had your share of bad days.
Oh God , enough to fill an A4 binder with. For example, knocking out that tooth when you were twelve. A butterfly effect of fuck ups that led to a scuffle at school: blood in your mouth, a tooth on the ground, and a looong suspension. You received quite the earful at home, that day. 
And then there was telling your parents you had dropped out of college. Telling them you were moving halfway across the country with your boyfriend. Breaking up with said boyfriend in your favourite diner; thus sullying Pam’s waffles and pancakes with the bitter taste of… oh-fuck-I-don’t-know-how-I’ll-afford-an-apartment-now. Oh, and heartbreak – although that wasn’t as immediate. 
Scratch that, the day of the breakup had been fairly mundane. Pleasant, even. Jamie had an off day, and you only had a few lectures. He didn’t tell you, of course, so meeting him in the apartment was a surprise. You’re home earlier than usual, and you can’t quite bear to wake him up; slumped on the sofa like an old cat. He’s tired, lectures and clerkships running him ragged for the past few years. Only a year out until residency, with bags under his eyes as proof, and you see him less and less.  All things considered, you’re glad to spend the rest of the day with him. 
You’d spent too long after the break up analysing the days leading up to it: for a sign, something in his behaviour that would’ve warned you. And so, you remember it quite vividly: kicking your shoes off, putting your bag down, and sinking into the sofa next to him. You curl into him, looking up at his face: steady, tempered breathing. Something at your chest, solid and heavy. He looks peaceful, happy; and you haven't seen that side of him in quite a while. 
When you shift against him, you knock against his shoulder. Jamie stirs, groggy, and eyes adjusting to the light. The first thing he sees as he wakes is you; romantic, in theory. His expression is etched into your subconscious; stark and stiff like a marble statue, or a tombstone. A flash of disappointment, lip drawn in what seemed like disgust – but only for a moment.  
" Morning , baby." You squeeze his side, and take his hand into yours. That look ; it's gone almost as quickly as it came. 
"Thought…" He frowns, fighting dregs of sleep. "I thought you would be back later."
"Nope." You give him a smile and he returns with one that doesn't quite reach his eyes. He puts a hand on your cheek. 
"Morning," Probably tired, he sighs deeply. You move on with the day. And he breaks up with you, not even 6 hours later.
You had had 4 years of that: good days, bad days, but most of them had been… mundane. Boring. Not quite the heat and intensity of true love, as the movies had gaslighted you into believing in. 
You like the old black and white ones the best. Old fashioned, old-timey folk; declarations of love in tinny transatlantic accents. Suddenly, you’re on the floor of your childhood bedroom; eyes wide at the Sound of Music. Maria and Von Trapp hand in hand: her dress billowing, the flash of white glove on the small of her back. Love, love, love; and your lack of it.
You feel its loss all the same. 
Despite all your efforts – including a dash to the station that could rival an Olympic sprinter – you were late to your first lecture. Sweaty, out of breath, and ambushed with a pen and paper; thrust into your hands on arrival. You look around to see dozens of heads down, scribbling furiously. A surprise test – and you’re late.
Hand aching, you barely finish within the two hours, after bullshitting your way through at least half of the questions. By the looks of the people streaming out of the hall; faces rumpled and grimacing; you’re not the only one. However, it does little to comfort you. You’re sure you're the only one failing so spectacularly, with the semester already half over. 
You'd smacked your leg on the coffee table on the way out and a book had slammed to the floor. An art book, the kind in a model home - and you know damn well Miguel's not an enthusiast. The image sticks for some reason, leg aching as you trudge to your next class. When he gives you that blank look; the memory of men gone past is haunting – dead-eyed, and blank, like eyes cut out of a painting. You wonder if a Van Gogh would feel the same with the brilliant blue of eyes slashed out. 
Nevertheless, you feel like lead. Off
to your next class, and it's going over material passed out the day before; which you didn’t have the time to look over. The professor drones on; voice monotonous and gravelly. Struggling to keep up, you sink into your seat – tapping away at your laptop, whatever you can get down. You pick at your lip, unravelling; unfurling like the tip of a slashed rope.
That's what you’re waiting for, you think: sandbags clattering down from stage left, to bring the rest of this whole farce down.
A sinking feeling, that starts at your chest and makes its way to the tops of your fingers and toes, leaves you numb for the rest of the day. Dread, like a shadow, at your heels in the corridors, across the courtyard, all around campus. Another lecture, and you make it in time for labs, barely, but there’s no time to go over notes; what you managed to scrape together in preparation. And of course , your lab partner’s sick, because that’s just the kind of day you’re having. It’s hectic, doing the work of two people with only the scraps you’ve cobbled together. 
The pressure mounts. Like liquid in that flask you weren’t meant to stopper; and you just might end up like its remnants on the counter. Glass everywhere but where it should be. For a good grade, it helps to be organised: everything in its place, always. Except it isn’t, and you’ve fucked it up, again . It means the results don’t match up in your lab book, and another hour staring at liquid decanting, monitoring temperatures. Staring at stark white walls, with achy legs. 
You step out whilst machines run in your stead, and shed your lab coat. It’s hot and stuffy in there but out in the corridor, you can finally breathe. Forehead on the cool wall, it all stops for a moment. The persistent buzz of your phone, sat in the pocket of your trousers, creeps into the quiet. 
Absent-mindedly, you turn it on with a click. The buzzing stops. You’ve just missed a call from Miguel. It’s odd, he doesn’t usually call, but it’s the little box underneath the notification that makes you pause. A message, from a number you thought you’d blocked – that you should’ve blocked. 
From:Jamie <3
Hey
From:Jamie <3
We should meet. I’ve still got some of your things in the apartment.
Your blood runs cold. Dread, like a shadow; its hand wrapped your neck. You can’t breathe, stuck under the weight of something at your chest. You can’t breathe, the walls close in. We should meet , he says. Like it’s the easiest thing in the world; just friends catching up over a coffee. Like you didn’t watch him carve out a chunk of your heart with a rusty spoon. 
A panic attack, and you’re awkwardly hunched over by the wall, phone in hand. Someone will find you here, lying on the vinyl floor in Block B, spread eagle between lab 6 and 7. Dramatic timing, but if it kills you; you’ll find a way to haunt your ex's ass for the foreseeable future. And Miguel’s too, because if you’re having a bad day; then somewhere out there, he’s having a good one. 
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The apartment is still when Miguel gets back – unusually so. You’re not on the sofa, watching a mindless soap opera, or howling some song in the shower. And he’s had to deal with that most days for the past few weeks, a break in the peace and quiet he’s so carefully cultivated. Rigorous routine, they keep him together. He needed it; the way myth needs a martyr, the way flowers on a small grave needs a body. A tick-tick-tick in his head, that drives him a little less crazy after a morning run, or a good meal when he comes home. A countdown, he thinks, a mechanical clock whirring and puttering with a shake of its gears. He feels them stutter and start, slowing down, but not quite stopping. An ache so deep, he feels its creak with every step. 
Absent-mindedly, he looks around the empty apartment, pulling at his ears.
When he was younger, Gabi would pull at his ears, to get him out of a book. Reading, always reading, whenever he could. At the dinner table, when his mamá would rap his knuckles with a wooden spoon and chuckle lightly at his little grimace. No en la mesa, Miguelito. Not at the table, Miggy. Léeme más tarde – read it to me later.
It was when he got his braces, and picked up a slight lisp. He stopped talking for a while, not completely; but a lot less, not as interactive in lessons. And it was always little Miguel, at the front of the class with his hand up to answer. It didn’t help that Gabi poked fun at him, often sneaking up to him to hiss in his ear: palms pressed together with a slithering motion, and then a strike to his ribs like una víbora - a viper , struggling to say his S’s. They’d fight because of it after, tousling on the floor of their bedroom in a mass of limbs, like pythons squeezing prey. Or at least, until their mamá rushed to separate them. 
She didn’t like it when her boys fought; so they’d been forced to make up every time. He still has the scars to prove it.
Car magazines at first, and then the newspaper, whatever book he had picked up at the library that week. Even with his lisp, his mother made sure he read to her, and sometimes to Gabi as well, at least once a week. Looking back, she was never perfect; the things he knows now about his dear mamá, and her visage tumbles like Ozymandias in the sand. Her mother, married to a piece-of-shit mechanic; and his mother, elbow deep in the oil spill. That’s the funny thing about love, he thinks. Love, and the lack of it; dripping through the cracks, passed on through generations. Maybe mamá felt the gears shuddering in her chest. He hopes Gabi was saved from that burden. 
A small voice at the back of his mind tells him: it’s not enough. Doesn’t explain the little boy pulling at his ears, in Miguel’s jacket and dress shoes.
A glimpse in the reflection of a shiny pan on the side table, and he looks like shit. Eyebags, a permanent scowl, shadowy lines that prick at the corners of his eyes. It’s ironic, crows feet without the penchant for laughing. He thinks you’d find it funny. The pink and purple of a setting sun spills in through windows and makes him sigh. It’s late, and you’re still not home. 
God, you're strange; sticking your nose where you shouldn't. Disrupting the calm of his apartment. A sanctuary, and you've got your grubby paws all over it. Your shit is all over the place; pun-based mugs in the cabinet, chewed pen lids with no pens in sight, a blanket on the couch. The same blanket, a ratty old thing, that he usually meets you wrapped in when he gets back. A creature of habit, he folds it up; trying to ignore the whispers of your perfume, sweet and heady on the fabric.
He gets dressed, starting with dinner; knife on a chopping board cutting onions and peppers into cubes. It's therapeutic, the steady thud ringing out into the kitchen. Quiet, for a fleeting moment. But the worry, it sticks ; despite his better judgement. Before he changes his mind, he clicks open his phone to call you. It rings out – you don’t pick up.
The urge to call again is surprisingly troublesome, so he shoves it down with a piece of tortilla. It sits in his chest, regardless.
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You trudge into the apartment. Squelch seems more accurate, sopping wet as you step out of waterlogged trainers. It was an inopportune time to wear jeans and forget a jacket – and you fight the urge to wring out onto the wooden planks. Miguel would kill you; the place was already falling apart, and water-warped floorboards might just be the last straw.
It’s thundering outside; a torrential downpour you’d just been dragged through. Dragged, half-running through streets-turned-streams, with nothing but a tank top and hoodie on your back. And you must look a sight , eyes bleary and slick with rainwater. The bag heavy on your back goes first, slipped off your shoulder and on the floor next to the coffee table with a thunk . You’re unzipping the flimsy canvas, inspecting its contents. A soaked through textbook, clumps of loose paper. You’re ready to cry when you see what's happened to the pages of your lab book; bleeding ink that’s only half-legible. But it’s the state of your laptop that makes your chest really heave and knees weak.
It’s slick with rainwater, and the sandwich you’d forgotten to eat, smeared across its fans. Caked on, more accurately; an odd sludge that you try your best to wipe away. You put it on the coffee table and your hand shakes as you press the power button. A click, a stuttering whir, and the screen flickers on. Then, just as strained, it putters off. Dead. Completely dead. 
You sink onto the floor, head in your hands between the coffee table and the couch. Everything was on there: photos from senior prom, end of semester projects – your whole life. You have to dig your teeth into your bottom lip to bite back a scream.
Miguel peers from the kitchen, watching your silent breakdown. Quiet, and so still, with only the slight shake of shoulders to tell him that something is wrong. He glances at your half-opened laptop. He’d eaten already, clearing up what remains of his dinner and this is the sight he’s greeted with: the lady of the lake, lain between the reeds. 
He shakes the image out of his head, and walks over. You feel a tentative prod, and look up.
“...I called you,” He says lightly, scratching at his neck.
You blink up at him. He thinks you look like a painting, watery and forlorn, framed in the yellow light of the soft bulbs.
“I was busy,” It’s not said with malice, nor as lilting as your usual sarcasm. Plain, simple. Busy. Your head slumps back into the little hollow you’ve made with your arms.
And so he sits, shoulders brushing against yours. He’s frustratingly patient, presence warm and comfortable despite… well, despite everything. 
You can’t help it. Popping back up, you state, “You never call, though.”
“You’re never this late home.” Home. The word is heavy, knocks you onto your heels.
“So?” You shrug. “Could’ve been out with friends, or at a club–”
Laughter slips out like apples loose in a bag, spills onto the floor. Crisp, sweet; but you glare at him all the same. 
“You don’t have friends.” He says it with the remnants of a smile, teasing. A challenge, and you’re more than happy to accept. 
“ Not true , fuckface.” It is. You'd lost track of most of your friends after moving – and all the ones you made here? Your friends were Jamie's friends, and they chose him  in the divorce. " You don't have any friends."
"I do ."
"You don't." It's your turn to scoff. "It's a Friday night and you're in here, washing up and planning to go to bed at a reasonable time."
"I'm an adult, doesn't mean I don't have–" 
"The ones you fuck don't count." And then you pinch the bridge of your nose. "God forbid, if that's how you treat your friends…" 
He laughs, properly, and you feel it in your chest too: the kind of laughter that bubbles like little breaths rising to the top of a lake. 
“M’serious.” He says it in between gasping breaths and you try to steady your own giggles. "And, I have a friend who could take a look at your laptop, if you wanted."
His eyes flick over to the crime scene besides you. It's sweet, but.. "It's gone, Miguel, I know. You don't need to… try and make me feel better."
" Chula ," He flicks the deep lines forming at your brow. You look up and he says, softly, "I'm not trying to make you feel better. I'm trying to get you off of the floor so I can mop up that puddle."
With the way he says it, with that little smile, you don't believe him. 
Now he's got your attention, he says, "You could've skipped that 9:00am. Or just been late. Don't think it would've mattered."
"Maybe." You shake your head. "M'not the best student. I'm blindingly… average. Just wanted it to be different, this year." 
Your voice crackles, leaves something in the air he can't quite name. Quiet, again, except this time it's thicker. Smoke, ash, rolling clouds of melancholy in the little front room. For once, he doesn't know what to say. 
You've got your head back on the sofa now, with a deep sigh. You look at the ceiling, and he's looking at you. It's the first time he's able to really study your features, trace the outline of your lips and sloping cheekbone. Your lashes, damp with little droplets of water, look crystalline in the light. Sparkling. Like the paintings depicted in the hefty book sat on his coffee table. He's read that one, twice , cover-to-cover in a fit of… insanity, maybe. He's not a man of frills and fancy, didn't really get it; nor why Gabi had given him the book in the first place. It felt like a filler piece, something to put on the little table and forget about, or to prop up a wooden leg. But that's not how his brother works, frustratingly convoluted. It's stupid, Miguel thought. Everything had to mean something , or what was it good for? 
But looking at you, here, like this ; it clicks. Reaching over for the book, he leans it against the flat of his thigh. And you see it in the corner of your eye, watching as he flicks through the pages. Filled with art, it's the kind of thing on a table in a model apartment: a space-filler in a false home. When you first came here, the starkness and severity of the space had stuck. To you, the book had only reinforced it. Who was Miguel? A serial killer for all you know, stocking fluff pieces and coffee table books; only pretending to be human.
Finally, he stops, finger over a specific place. A double page spread, of surprisingly good quality. 
He clicks his tongue. " This one. "
You follow his finger. A woman in a lake doesn't do it justice. It's beautiful, but it doesn't mean anything to you.
" Ophelia, John Everett Mills, 1852 ." He reads out the little label at the bottom of the image. "Like from Hamlet."
You shrug. "I don't…?"
"Well, she's in love with Hamlet, and then her father's murdered, Hamlet fucks off; and she's left heartbroken, goes mad because of it , arguably–" 
"I've taken tenth grade English, Miguel. I don't get what that has to do with anything."
"She drowns herself. Also arguably, to be fair," He chews his lip, thinking. "Slipped off the bark of a willow tree, into a brook. Incapable of her own distress, or something. Drowns. Do you know how horrible drowning feels? How violent? And yet–" 
He taps the page, and you come a little closer. Beautiful. She's beautiful. 
"I'll admit it, I'm not a big fan of Shakespeare. Gabi – my brother – is way better at this stuff than me. Drama and intrigue and–" He gestures vaguely. "– love . That's why he likes it, apparently. And I… I know someone who really liked this page; I think it was the colours, or the flowers…? She said it looked like a photo, and that the woman looked so pretty in the water."
He pauses, dead-eyed. He's rambling, only taking a breath to compose himself." I… didn't have the heart to tell her that Ophelia, in this painting, is dead. Dead as a fucking doornail. Dragged through still water, sentenced to death by her passivity and grief – but you wouldn't know it."
Unconsciously, you trace the outline of her hair with your finger; swirling locs that blend into muddy reflections. She's on her back and fully dressed; a beaded skirt billowing out into the water. On her back and looking up, like you were on the sofa just a moment ago. Oh. Oh . You blink at the image. Flowers, peppered around to frame Ophelia in her watery grave. It doesn't look like a grave from where you're sitting, but there's a body in the water all the same. 
There's a lump in your throat. Grief; the loss of 4 years of your life in a middling relationship, the aftermath of dead eyes and brilliant blue slashed from a canvas frame. Grief, rising to the surface like a bloated carcass. You thought you'd bound its ankles to cinder blocks and tossed it in a river long ago. 
"I'm probably overstepping. For that, I'm sorry, and I mean it. But I think there's something else. I..I hear you rattling around at night; and sometimes, when I look at you..." 
Your eyes are glassy, tears threatening to spill over. You’re hearing him but you don’t quite understand. Does he know? God, does he know?
"...it reminds me of this painting. You remind me of Ophelia .”
He sighs, turning to you.
“I know how it feels. And I think this shit is going to kill you, if you're not careful."
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He doesn't talk about it. He runs off to start the shower, bundles you into towels and leaves you reeling. God, it's like you've been shot – barely a 10 minute conversation and he's cracked open your ribs to root around in what's left of you. He sees you; wades through the undergrowth and cuts through the bulllshit - he sees you. 
You couldn't even answer. That's what stings the most. 
You’ve settled on the sofa, cross-legged and still fresh from the shower. There’s a documentary on the TV; mindless background to Miguel clattering in the kitchen. He’s putting together some leftovers, even though you insisted that you weren’t hungry, that you’ve already eaten. Well , he had pointed to the gunk caked onto your laptop, wasn’t that the problem in the first place?
He’s good at it; wraps you up in the blanket you always keep draped on the cushions, and hands you a full plate. Wordlessly, because you suppose he’s said everything he needed to. Dutifully, he takes care of you, without a word; the strain of cutting you open on the coffee table clearly too much to bear.
You thank him, and he settles on the armchair opposite, mug of coffee in hand. The gloom of the TV bathes him in light, cuts his cheekbones and jaw just so. One of your mugs in his lap, and he's in a thick knitted sweater. His hair kisses the tops of his lashes, but he brushes it away. You swallow thickly, and when he turns, you look away.
“...You okay?” He asks, confused.
You nod, unable to speak. He gives you a small smile, the corners of his eyes crinkled up like crepe paper. You return it with one of your own. 
He sees you. Finally, you see him too.
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medstudentblues · 9 months
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hello! it’s 10 in the morning, and I had been up for hours watching a sketchy video, downloading some anki decks, and answering immunology anki decks. now, you might be wondering why I am studying, if I have any exams due soon. no exams as of the moment. the real studying starts on the week of clerkship, but for now I’m just doing light studying. doing active recall to simulate my brain.
I had a double shot espresso with milk and a toasted bread with melted lurpak butter for breakfast, journaled a bit, and now it’s time to do some cleaning I scheduled for today!
THE big to-do list for saturday
start pharma anki
put basic audit schedule on notion
watch sketchy pharm
watch 2 dirty medicine and ninja nerd videos (physiology preferably)
put batteries on thermometer and pulse oximeter
change bedsheet
clean walls
laundry: curtains
laundry: berry things
sort out files on desk
clean electric fans
workout
ps. I’m trying to fix my body clock since I had been waking up at 10am and sleeping at 3am for the first half of June, and this morning even though I only had 4 hrs of sleep, I woke up at 7am and couldn’t go back to sleep so I started my day early. will probably just nap later. I feel tired, but it’s okay! I’ll get there. I plan on being the morning person I am this clerkship again
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would 27 be too old to go to law school? I'm constantly afraid I will be too old once I'm out and never be able to compete with younger graduates :(
Not even a little.
First off, you're only "behind" (and I'm using so, so many quotes) by 4-5 years. That's nothing. When I was in law school, I was in class and hung out with a number of full-fledged adults who already had established careers, partners or spouses, children, etc. but had gone back to get their JD. In many ways, they were more thoughtful, more interesting, better students, because they had already been in the world for a time. They knew themselves, and how to manage their work, along with a punishing schedule.
Additionally, these students often had experience that made them highly prized by law firms---if you already have your MPH or have been a practicing nurse, if you've been working as a chemical engineer for the past few years, it signals to law firms that you have specialized knowledge that 3 years of law school simply doesn't grant. Even if you haven't been learning different coding languages, you still probably know how to send a professional email, speak with clarity, collaborate, and those skills have value too.
Now, if you want to follow the stereotypical track for a high-achieving law student---T14 law school, nab a summer associate gig or federal clerkship, ride that to a six-figure salary at a Chambers-ranked firm---it might be a little trickier. A little. Not because you're not capable, but because you might not fit the outline hiring managers and partners expect; in that case you'll have to work harder to catch their attention. I definitely don't think it's a complete bar (swanky law firms want to hire engineers-turned-IP lawyers too!) but something to keep in mind.
My advice when it comes to law school is always to go in with an absolutely clear-eyed understanding of what you want out of it. If you don't have that yet, if you're just tired of your current job and looking for something else, don't go. But if you've thought about this, gone back and forth and considered all the pros and cons, and you know? Age ain't nothing but a number, baby.
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lucysweatslove · 4 months
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I decided to stay home from school today. I tried putting on a pair of leggings and long story short, sensory needs said nope. I don’t know exactly what it was other than just a sensory nope. Leggings are usually safe, but today they weren’t. Idk. (Before anybody tries to tell me I need to “get over it” because I won’t have this luxury in clerkships or beyond: scrubs have never been unsafe so as long as I can wear scrubs I’m fine, and I can make do with a bad sensory day if needed but I’m not about to get myself closer to autistic burn out because of both clothing/tactile sensory overstimulation and auditory overstimulation just to hear somebody tell me not to transfuse a stable, euvolemic patient with a hemoglobin of 7.5. I CAN do it, I am just prioritizing myself right now because that’s an option).
My husband asked if I had class today because I’ve been on the couch in my robe… and when I told him I was skipping, he told me “don’t make this a habit like in college.”
And now I’m realizing I skipped a lot of class in college because of my autism. I didn’t have the framework to understand back then why I was constantly skipping class, but I do now. I was constantly overstimulated so I was getting nothing out of class.
I tried to not skip classes at all for the first 4 months of med school, and in that time I’ve had two episodes of meltdown after sensory overstimulation. I know full well that I’ll have days like this in medicine. It’s unavoidable, and fun fact, non-autistic doctors burn out and have similar meltdowns too because of the unreasonable stress training places on us. I’m okay with that. I’m learning how to manage it well enough. But honestly? I think we should be addressing how unsafe training can be. “You won’t have the option to meltdown in the future” OR MAYBE, just maybe, we shouldn’t expect a singular person to be “on” all the time? That’s why call schedules are split and your all share work. Employees too stressed and turnover is high because of burnout? Hey maybe the issue is a focus on over-productivity to make money for admin?? Maybe if you just hired an extra person or two, everybody would do a lot better, not just the autistic or disabled people? Just a thought. And yeah, actually, I’m perfectly content with a reduced case load + reduced pay as an attending to accommodate my disability needs. If going part time keeps me safe, healthy, AND providing best care for my future patients, I’m gonna do it.
Anyway, yeah, I’m rebranding “skipping class today” as “reducing my stimuli to reduce likelihood of future burnout.” Because that’s what it is.
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gracegrove · 6 months
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I just wanted to take the time to give a small update about what has been going on this week (and why my posts have been what they were)...
This past week I was dismissed from my internship without warning. There's not much I feel I should say about it, because there's a possibility that within the next few weeks, my family and I may be suing my training site for breach of contract, as they terminated what was an agreed upon 12-month, signed training agreement, between myself, my assigned supervisor, and my school. There seems to have been multiple instances of miscommunication and most likely a huge disconnect in style (ie my supervisor alleges that we've had multiple conversations about things that were a problem, when I 1. cannot recall when or where these conversations were had, and 2. there are still things that were apparently told to my school as being problematic and I have no idea what these are in regard to because they were never discussed with me).
There is also a strong possibility that I may have recourse for discrimination. I have ADHD, I have accommodations from my school. I've had this diagnosis since elementary school... There have been especially over the past two years, instances in which quirks from my diagnosis have made tasks and participating in my program more challenging (ie. juggling and organizing multiple tasks at once, maintaining and prioritizing the appropriate amount of time for each task, making simple mistakes on things (like forgetting to put a name or label, grammar mistakes, simple addition mistakes when scoring psych tests, etc.), mishearing or forgetting directions or tasks especially if I'm given multiple at once... This is nothing new, I've had this forever. I talked about these issues before with my academic advisor. I had some of these issues arise last year with my clerkship supervisor, but we were able to work together and correct and work through my mistakes and continue to learn.
I was only at my site for five weeks, and they allege that 1. there have been multiple conversations, 2. that based on these conversations this means that I was aware I was of problematic things I was doing, 3. that I was 'not receptive to feedback', 4. that I did not attempt to make any changes and that I was not acting like I wanted to be there.
I don't agree with any of that, I don't understand where their anger and frustration is coming from because I don't fully even understand what they think has happened. The things I was attempting to change and work on, I had no time to fully implement or improve, as it only came to my attention beginning roughly three weeks ago and now I am not allowed back on campus. I was given no room to grow, improve, or learn. I truly am shocked with all of it and am really at a loss for words. It's like the rug was ripped out from under me and then I was smacked in the face too.
I have to meet with my school this week about it, I'm expecting that to be rough. I'm worried that I'm on shaky grounds for expulsion depending on what may have been said about me since I already have very little understanding or control of this whole situation. It's been very very upsetting.
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My [hopefully] last exam of my career is done!
So... unless something went terribly wrong (which, tbh, it might’ve), I will be able to retire my “licensing exam” tag forever!!! (Or at least not use it for real-time updates hahahahaha)
More rambles under the cut, and also how I used the viral “Corn Kid” TikTok in a teaching session with actual medical students who will one day be whole entire doctors.
Funny story though--after day 1 of 2 of exam hell, I had a teaching session with my med students that have just started their clinical placements (clerkship). (Side note: I did NOT schedule this myself. If it were up to me, I would not have sandwiched this teaching session between the two extremely expensive days of brain torture.) 
I started them off with chatting a bit about their summer breaks, and then eased into how their transition to clerkship was going. It was kind of neat since I am also going through a [rough] transition into staff so I felt a lot of their sentiments very acutely. They brought up some of the difficulties they were running into, and I helped them into a discussion about some of the stresses and worries they were experiencing. This led into a group reflection on their biggest fears about clerkship, and an exercise in, “Well, what’s the worst that can happen?”
For the most part, nothing! And that’s what helped many of them think through these struggles. I could feel the tension in the room dissipating with each anxiety we confronted.
“I’m stressed about our rotation exams,” one student shared.
Many nodded in agreement.
“Fair, I think we’re all probably here because we experience some amount of exam anxiety. But let’s get into it--what’s the worst that can happen?”
“We fail?”
“Yeah, but then what?”
“We... try again?”
“Yup, and then what happens?”
“Well, we might fail again...”
“Sure, but then what will happen?”
“Uh, I guess we try... another time...?”
“Yep! You keep trying and you will keep learning and you will get there.”
“But... but what about the anxiety?”
I chuckled.
“Okay, so I don’t know if I told any of you this yet, but today was the first of a 2-day exam, which will hopefully be my last big exam ever. And I still get bad dreams about it. Most of this week I dreamed about getting stuck in the subway by some terrible delay and missing it. But last week, I had a really specific nightmare.
“Sitting in the exam, I got to question 22. The question just said, ‘Here’s clue number 1; now find clue number 2′. I noticed people started getting out of their seats but wasn’t sure why; now I felt panicked as I realized pretty much half the room already got up to start looking for this clue.
“Of course, this thing is set up Squid Game style so there’s only 30 of clue 2, and 20 of clue 3, 15 of clue 4, etc. When I got to clue 4, they said there were none left, so I went back to my seat, sweating and panicking.
“At some point I realized that this was only question 22, and it couldn’t be worth all that much, right? So I tried to get to the next question, but I got an error message that said, “Your exam has been terminated because even if you were to get ALL of the subsequent questions correct, you would still fail since you did so poorly on the first 22 questions”. I was shocked.
“An invigilator then peered over my shoulder and told me to pack my things. I asked if I was able to at least try to complete the second day, and they said, ‘No, sorry, you’ve already failed. Good luck next year.’
“...And then I woke up.”
All of my students were gaping at me in a mixture of horror and disbelief.
“Okay, sorry, I know, kinda dark, but let’s just put it this way--sure, the anxiety doesn’t go away, and you can’t control it, but you don’t have to let it control you. I made it past question 22 on the exam today and I felt like everything was gonna be okay. You will get past question 22, too.
“...Also, if you go through your whole rotation and not a single resident or staff tells you that they failed something or had to repeat something during their medical training, they’re a bunch of liars.”
We talked about a few more fears, and another student shared that they were worried about finding the right specialty for them in time to apply for residency. We went through what the worst was that could happen, and also talked a lot about different specialties and different paths in medicine.
“I don’t know if you all have seen it, but my spouse is on TikTok. Most of the time, that means that I see a lot less of him... okay, I’m kidding, sort of, but anyway, there’s a viral video that has something really important to teach you. Y’all know about the Corn Kid?”
Most of them laughed. For the confused ones, I explained, “Basically, a kid who really, really loves corn. And he shares some really great wisdom; he says, ‘Not everybody has to like it for it to be the best’. And that’s important! You don’t have to do a specialty just because everyone else seems to want to. You also don’t have to like everything about a specialty for it to make you happy. Like the Corn Kid says: ‘you just gotta try it’.”
Overall, it was a great session. For anyone out there starting a transition into clerkship, or just starting medical school or residency or fellowship or staff life, you’ve got this. Things are gonna be okay.
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lol imagine if this whole thing disappared due to tumblr glitching.....
okayyy, i'll apologize beforehand for the extremely long message, but i just got off my clerkship, had 4 bottles of rum and am currently listening to my Certified Sad Girl playlist and i'm feeling. Feels.
soooo today (jan 16) marks the first anniversary of me discovering what heroes do!!!!! 💗🥰 IT'S BEEN!!! ONE!!! YEAR ??!?!?! wow. i'm floored akjfjhajfkf
i'll admit i walked into your fic thinking it'd been just another silly little story for me to pass the time— OHHH i had no idea this thing would completely take over my life 😅 not to come off as weirdly obssessive but izumi rlly lives rent free in my mind hhahahahah i hear her in songs (Family Line, Gasoline, Control, Easy On Me, Gold Rush....), in memes, my dreams
I even see her as a CANON character fjajjfjfj forget horikoshi, YOUR story/rendition is where the money's at lmao. you've permanently altered my brain chemistry and i mean that in the best way possible! like i kinda despise you for setting the bar for bnha fanfics so high 😭
as a Silly Internet Person i'd just like to express my gratitude to you for making this story :") thank you for all your hard work, the tears you've made me shed, the squeals you've made my family endure, and all the excited little gasps that escaped me whenever i saw you update the story. I FRANKLY STILL CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S BEEN ONE WHOLE FRIGGIN YEAR!!! i say with zero exaggeration that i could read WHD over and over and over again without getting tired of it. At all.
you're a beast <3 sending you much love !! hoping that 2k23 will bring you nothing but more girlboss moments ^^
So, I meant to respond to this right away, but life got in the way. I cannot believe it's been a whole year yet either!! Messages like this really help me realize how much bigger WHD is than I originally intended it to be. I'm so happy that it was a place in your life and you're still following it. I'm working hard on the next chapter, so hopefully it'll be up soon.
Also, it's late, but four bottles????? I can handle four shots and then I'm out--props to you, but I hope your liver is okay 😂
Also a clerkship? Are you working at a court? That must be so interesting!!
Your song choice is very accurate when it comes to Izumi. I honestly never expected people to like her as much as they do, but I'm so glad they do! Lots of love and I hope 2023 is wonderful for you💗💗💗
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Wednesday 24 April 1839
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fine sunny morning but highwish wind – downstairs at 9 25/.. – breakfast immediately and sat over it talking till 12 – in the meanwhile (about 10) had had Robert Jeffrey, Marian’s gardener – aet. 32 but looking more? littleish man – good countenance – looks steady and trusty, but not as if a 1st rate gardener – the gardener at Cave castle would speak as to his gardening knowledge – a 2nd wife by whom no family – one daughter aet. 9 by the former wife does not live with them – his clerkship makes £6 or £7 per annum but has to walk 300 miles or more for it in the course of the year – has 3/. a day – I said that would be about 345 per annum which with his house and all taxes paid would be what I should think of offering him if I thought more about him – would let Miss Marian know his wife could wash – he pays £12 a year at present for his house and 2 acres of land – could manage ½ as much in garden single handed – does not now keep a cow – has no convenience – told Marian she ought not to starve – no! she takes her 2 glasses of wine after dinner and generally a little weak brandy and water at night – this latter part of the story I said I did not much recommended – but she ought to take the best brandy if any – tasted what she had – said it was not the best – said nothing but thought and talked to A- afterwards of sending her some – at 12 looked over the house and garden – Marian very neat in black silk yesterday and a pretty light mousseline de laine this morning well made by Mrs. Walker, dressmaker, Micklegate York for 11/. all included – told Marian I did not dare say much about it, but if possible A- would pay for Lee lane before we went – not to be named but hoped to be off in Easter week – said I would see Mr. Parker and Holt, and see what could be done about Highroyds, and would write as soon as I could give any good information – gave her the little Lampe we bought her
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in Paris – poor Marian! evidently pleased at our visit, and at the remembrance – what a pity it is so impossible to influence her, to persuade her to get rid of her troubles, mend her income and her position in society, and be what she might be – off from Mill cottage Northcave at 12 35/.. – sorry the cave horses could only take us to Market W- wanted – took us the six miles in ¾ hour – agreeably surprised to find good horses, and neat good postboy and off in 5 minutes from the Devonshire arms, Market Weighton – at Walmgate bar (York) at 3 35/.. – having asked the man to take me into Micklegate to make calls stopt at the Miss Cromptons’ door at 3 ¾ and A- and I there ½ hour the 3 Misses C- particularly Henrietta (Miss C- in London with her sister Lady Herries, Bolton street, at the back of Clarges street) keeping us standing talking the last 10 minutes – A- acquitted herself very fairly – off from the C-‘s at 4 ¼, and alighted at the Duffins’ – found Mr. and Mrs. Fairfax of Newton Kyme at luncheon there but they soon went away – Mr. F- would I saw have shaken hands but I did not shew any sign of it talked to Mrs. F- who sat next me Mrs. Fairfax quite grey, and looking much aged – left A- with Mrs. D- while rapped at the door of Mrs. Anne and Miss Gage – not at home – no card – left compliments – then admitted for a minute or 2 at Mrs. Yorkes’ – saw her and Miss Y- the latter looking fatter and better than when I saw her last – Mrs. D- saying IN. had told her we were to dine there today, I thought there must be some mistake (left the D-s at 5 5/..) and on reaching the George Inn, left A- to get out of the carriage by herself, and I ran off to the N-‘s – found Isabella – no thought of our dining there – no! we had excused ourselves – all right – said we would go in the evening if we could – home at 5 ¾ - had Shackleton to dress our hair – dinner at 6 ½ to 7 ½ - A- and I out at 7 40/.. – called and sat 1/4 hour with Mrs. Henry Belcombe she as if not knowing how I should receive   saluted  kissed her as formerly and all was right  Mrs. H.S.B. gave the same sort of account of her daughter Mariana that Miss Belcombe had done on Monday from which it seems the complaint is all upon the nerves, and with some great exertion or fight on the part of the sufferer (aet. 17) might perhaps be taken off – long talk with Miss Belcombe about it – I said I had known a very similar case of that wish to continue in bed (thought of Miss Alexander) and were I in charge of the girl, I would carefully arrange all so that no real harm could be done, and then I would contrive to set the bed on fire – Mrs. Lawton would be best person to plan the thing – Dr. and Mrs. B- should be both away – called to inquire after old Mrs. Belcombe – went in for one minute but did not see her, tho’ better today – ill yesterday – her stomach out of order – much changed I suppose – constantly labours under the idea that she cannot live – has repeatedly and obstinately fancied herself dying – at the N-s’ at 8 5/.. – tea and coffee – sat talking till 11 5/.. and home at 11 ¼ - talked of travelling etc. etc. advised their by all means going to Munich, and on mentioning A-‘s wish to see Berlin, CN. owned this was one of her wishes – they will probably sail from Hull to Rotterdam – take no one but Cooper – perseveringly avoid saying where they think of going – fine day
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How to Land Lucrative Film Production Lawyer Jobs
Introduction:
Securing a lucrative position as a film production lawyer requires a combination of legal expertise, industry knowledge, and strategic networking. In this guide, we'll explore actionable tips and strategies to help you land desirable film production lawyer jobs. Whether you're a seasoned attorney looking to transition into entertainment law or a recent graduate aspiring to break into the field, these insights will set you on the path to success in the competitive world of film production.
Understanding the Role of a Film Production Lawyer:
Before diving into job search strategies, it's essential to understand the responsibilities and expectations associated with the role of a film production lawyer.
Legal Expertise:
Film production lawyers specialize in entertainment law, providing legal counsel and representation to filmmakers, production companies, and industry professionals. Their responsibilities may include drafting and negotiating contracts, ensuring compliance with industry regulations, and protecting intellectual property rights.
Industry Knowledge:
In addition to legal expertise, film production lawyers must have a solid understanding of the film industry and its unique dynamics. Familiarity with industry practices, terminology, and key players is essential for effectively advising clients and navigating complex legal issues in the entertainment sector.
Strategies for Landing Film Production Lawyer Jobs:
Now that you have a clear understanding of the role, let's explore actionable strategies for securing lucrative film production lawyer jobs.
1. Gain Relevant Experience:
Seek out opportunities to gain practical experience in entertainment law through internships, externships, or clerkships at law firms specializing in the field. Hands-on experience will not only enhance your legal skills but also demonstrate your commitment to pursuing a career in film production law.
2. Build a Strong Professional Network:
Networking is crucial in the entertainment industry, and establishing connections with industry professionals can open doors to exciting job opportunities. Attend industry events, join professional associations, and leverage social media platforms like LinkedIn to connect with filmmakers, producers, and fellow attorneys in the field.
3. Showcase Your Expertise:
Develop a strong online presence and showcase your expertise in entertainment law through thought leadership, blog posts, or speaking engagements. Contributing to industry publications or participating in panel discussions can help raise your profile and position you as a trusted authority in the field.
4. Tailor Your Application Materials:
When applying for film production lawyer jobs, tailor your resume, cover letter, and portfolio to highlight relevant experience and skills in entertainment law. Emphasize any previous work or projects related to film production, contract negotiation, or intellectual property law to demonstrate your suitability for the role.
5. Stay Persistent and Flexible:
Securing a job in the competitive field of film production law may require persistence and flexibility. Be prepared to apply to multiple positions, network extensively, and consider opportunities for growth and advancement within the industry.
Conclusion:
Landing lucrative film production lawyer jobs requires a combination of legal expertise, industry knowledge, and strategic networking. By gaining relevant experience, building a strong professional network, showcasing your expertise, and staying persistent in your job search efforts, you can position yourself as a top candidate in the competitive world of film production law.
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Study Bachelor of Laws Course in the USA
In the United States, the legal education system is different from many other countries. The typical path to becoming a lawyer involves completing a Juris Doctor (JD) program rather than a Bachelor of Laws (LLB) program. Here's an overview of the process for studying in the USA:
1. Educational Path:
Undergraduate Degree: Before entering law school, individuals typically complete a bachelor's degree in any field. There is no specific major required for law school admission, but courses in political science, history, or philosophy may be beneficial.
2. Law School Admission Test (LSAT):
LSAT Exam: Law school admission is highly competitive, and most law schools require applicants to take the LSAT. The LSAT is a standardized test that assesses reading and verbal reasoning skills.
3. Juris Doctor (JD) Program:
Duration: The JD program usually lasts three years for full-time students.
Curriculum: JD programs cover a broad range of legal subjects, including contracts, torts, constitutional law, criminal law, and legal research and writing.
Clinics and Externships: Many law schools offer clinical programs and externship opportunities that provide hands-on legal experience.
4. Legal Internships and Clerkships:
Summer Internships: Law students often seek internships during the summer to gain practical experience and explore different areas of law.
Clerkships: Some students pursue clerkships with law firms, government agencies, or judges.
5. Bar Examination:
Bar Exam: After completing law school, graduates must pass the bar exam in the state where they intend to practice. The bar exam tests knowledge of state-specific and general legal principles.
Multistate Professional Responsibility Examination (MPRE): Many states also require candidates to pass the MPRE, which focuses on professional conduct.
6. Admission to the Bar:
Character and Fitness Review: In addition to passing the bar exam, applicants undergo a character and fitness review to assess their suitability to practice law.
Admission to State Bar: Successful completion of the bar exam and the character and fitness review leads to admission to the state bar, allowing individuals to practice law in that jurisdiction.
7. Specialization and Advanced Degrees:
Specialization: After becoming licensed, some attorneys choose to specialize in a particular area of law through additional training and experience.
Advanced Degrees: Some lawyers pursue advanced degrees such as Master of Laws (LLM) or Doctor of Juridical Science (SJD) for academic or research purposes.
8. Professional Organizations:
American Bar Association (ABA): The ABA is a national organization that provides resources, accreditation for law schools, and networking opportunities for legal professionals.
9. Continuing Legal Education (CLE):
Ongoing Education: Lawyers are typically required to engage in continuing legal education to stay informed about changes in the law and enhance their professional skills.
10. Career Paths:
Private Practice: Many attorneys work in private law firms, representing individual clients or corporations.
Public Sector: Opportunities in government agencies, public defender's offices, or as prosecutors.
In-House Counsel: Some lawyers work as legal counsel for corporations.
Nonprofit Sector: Opportunities to work with nonprofit organizations or advocacy groups.
11. Financial Considerations:
Law School Costs: Law school can be expensive, but financial aid, scholarships, and loans are available.
Bar Exam Expenses: Preparing for and taking the bar exam may involve additional costs.
Studying law in the USA involves a significant commitment of time and resources, but it opens the door to a diverse range of legal careers. Researching law schools, preparing for the LSAT, and gaining practical experience through internships are crucial steps in the process. Additionally, understanding the requirements for bar admission in the desired jurisdiction is essential for those seeking to practice law in the USA.
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2023 Year in Review
Made Yelp Elite
Hit 4 plates on leg press (that’s 410 lbs babyyy)
Got coolsculpting
Honduras mission trip!
Passed the CBSE on the first try
First skating competition! Just an in-house but went pretty well :)
10 yr anniversary of mom’s death🕊️
Won gold at Skate Nashville!
Patellofemoral syndrome……
Half alive concert
Alicia’s graduation👩🏾‍🎓
Internal Medicine Clerkship✅B+
RENAISSANCE tour (literal bucket list item completed)
Grey’s Anatomy style Seattle sightseeing
Surgery Clerkship✅got an A!
Tah-dah🍒
Did one (1) pull up
AWS National Conference
Cardiac stress test (The Bruce protocol is a bitch🥲)
Peds Clerkship✅B+
Got the 2024 LTTF scholarship!!
First time going to Scott Hamilton & Friends. Such a great event!
Started taking beginner hip-hop
Car broken into🥲
Skating holiday show
Clean flip jump! New fave?👀
Saw Kyndall in court
2nd annual orphan Christmas
Cooked Christmas dinner
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Navigating the Path to MBBS in Canada: A Comprehensive Guide
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Embarking on a journey to pursue a Bachelor of Medicine, and Bachelor of Surgery (MBBS) in Canada is a significant decision that requires careful consideration and planning. Canada, renowned for its high-quality education and multicultural environment, offers a unique experience for aspiring medical professionals. In this comprehensive guide, we'll explore the key aspects you need to know about pursuing MBBS in Canada.
1. Admission Requirements:
The admission process for MBBS in Canada is competitive and requires a strong academic background. Typically, students must complete a pre-medical program or a bachelor's degree in a related field. Additionally, applicants must undertake the Medical College Admission Test (MCAT), which assesses critical thinking and problem-solving skills.
2. Canadian Medical Schools:
Canada boasts several prestigious medical schools, each with a unique curriculum and admission criteria. Some of the prominent institutions include the University of Toronto Faculty of Medicine, McGill University Faculty of Medicine, and the University of British Columbia Faculty of Medicine. Researching and understanding the strengths and specialties of each school is crucial for making an informed decision.
3. Duration and Structure of the Program:
The duration of the MBBS program in Canada is typically four years. The curriculum encompasses both theoretical knowledge and practical clinical experience. Students engage in clerkships, rotations, and hands-on training, preparing them for the complexities of medical practice.
4. Internship and Residency:
After completing the MBBS program, graduates must undertake a residency program, which varies in duration depending on the chosen specialization. The residency program is an essential phase that provides practical, on-the-job training under the supervision of experienced physicians. This is a critical step towards obtaining a medical license in Canada.
5. Licensing Examinations:
To practice medicine in Canada, individuals must successfully pass the Medical Council of Canada Qualifying Examination (MCCQE). The examination assesses medical knowledge and clinical skills, ensuring that graduates meet the standards necessary for safe and effective medical practice.
6. Language Proficiency:
Proficiency in English or French is a prerequisite for admission to Canadian medical schools. Applicants must undertake language proficiency tests such as the International English Language Testing System (IELTS) or the Test de français International (TFI) to demonstrate their communication skills.
7. Financial Considerations:
Pursuing an MBBS in Canada involves significant financial investment. Tuition fees, living expenses, and other related costs can vary among provinces and institutions. Researching available scholarships, grants, and financial aid options is essential to alleviate the financial burden.
8. Cultural Adaptation:
Adapting to a new cultural environment is a crucial aspect of pursuing education abroad. Canada's multicultural society welcomes diversity, but students should be prepared for cultural differences. Familiarizing oneself with Canadian customs, healthcare practices, and societal norms can ease the transition.
9. Work Opportunities and Post-Graduation Options:
Canada provides various work opportunities for international students, including the Post-Graduation Work Permit (PGWP). This allows graduates to work in Canada for a specified duration after completing their studies. The experience gained during this period can enhance career prospects and contribute to a successful transition into the workforce.
10. Challenges and Opportunities:
While pursuing an MBBS in Canada offers numerous opportunities, it comes with challenges such as intense competition, rigorous academic demands, and adapting to a new healthcare system. However, the experience is transformative, fostering personal and professional growth.
Conclusion:
Embarking on pursuing an MBBS in Canada is a rewarding yet challenging endeavor. Understanding the admission process, navigating the medical education system, and preparing for the licensing examinations are vital steps in realizing this dream. The rich cultural experience, high-quality education, and diverse opportunities make Canada an attractive destination for aspiring medical professionals. With careful planning and dedication, aspiring doctors can successfully become healthcare professionals in the vibrant and inclusive Canadian healthcare system.
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Criminal Lawyers: Expert Insights
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If you’ve ever found yourself in a legal bind or just want to understand the intricacies of criminal law, you’re in the right place. In this comprehensive blog, we will delve into the world of criminal lawyer, exploring the critical aspects that shape their role in the justice system. From their expertise to their essential responsibilities, we’ve got it all covered. So, let’s embark on this enlightening journey.
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Understanding the Role of Criminal Lawyers
Criminal lawyer plays a pivotal role in the legal system. They are legal experts specializing in criminal law, representing individuals or organizations facing criminal charges. Here’s what you need to know about their responsibilities and expertise.
Criminal Lawyers: Defenders of Your Rights
Criminal lawyers are defenders of justice, ensuring that their clients’ rights are protected. They represent individuals accused of committing crimes, offering them a fair chance at a legal defense.
Expertise in Criminal Law
To navigate the complexities of criminal law, these lawyers possess a deep understanding of the legal system, courtroom procedures, and relevant statutes. They can provide insights into different types of crimes, such as theft, assault, or white-collar crimes.
Legal Advocates in Court
Criminal lawyers are responsible for representing their clients in court proceedings. They build a strong case, cross-examine witnesses, and present evidence to protect their clients’ interests.
Negotiators and Mediators
In many cases, criminal lawyers negotiate with prosecutors to reach plea bargains or settlements, helping their clients receive reduced charges or sentences.
FAQs about Criminal Lawyers
1.What is the primary role of a criminal lawyer? 
A criminal lawyer’s primary role is to defend individuals accused of crimes, ensuring they receive a fair legal defense.
2. Do criminal lawyers handle specific types of crimes? 
Yes, criminal lawyers specialize in various types of crimes, from misdemeanors to felonies, and can provide expertise tailored to the specific charges.
3.How can a criminal lawyer benefit their clients? 
Criminal lawyers benefit their clients by protecting their rights, building strong cases, and negotiating for reduced charges or sentences when possible.
4.Are criminal lawyers only found in courtrooms? 
While criminal lawyers often appear in court, they also engage in research, case preparation, and negotiations outside the courtroom.
5.What qualifications do criminal lawyers have? 
Criminal lawyers typically have a Juris Doctor (JD) degree, pass the bar exam, and gain experience through internships or clerkships.
6.How can I find a reliable criminal lawyer? 
To find a reliable criminal lawyer, seek recommendations from trusted sources, check reviews, and schedule consultations to assess their expertise.
Exploring the World of Criminal Law
Criminal law encompasses a wide range of legal issues, from property crimes to violent offenses. Understanding the legal landscape is essential to appreciate the work of criminal lawyers.
Types of Criminal Offenses
Criminal offenses can be categorized into various types, including property crimes (theft, burglary), violent crimes (assault, homicide), drug-related offenses, and white-collar crimes (fraud, embezzlement).
The Legal Process
The legal process involves a series of steps, from investigation and arrest to trial and sentencing. Criminal lawyers guide their clients through each phase, ensuring a fair and just outcome.
Legal Rights and Due Process
Criminal lawyers advocate for their clients’ legal rights, including the right to remain silent, the right to an attorney, and the right to a fair trial.
Conclusion
In this comprehensive exploration of criminal lawyers and the world of criminal law, we’ve covered the vital aspects that make these legal experts indispensable. From their role as defenders of justice to their expertise in navigating the legal landscape, criminal lawyers are essential for upholding the principles of fairness and justice.
Whether you’re facing legal issues or simply curious about the field, understanding the role of criminal lawyers is invaluable. If you require legal assistance or are intrigued by the world of criminal law, seek the counsel of a reputable criminal lawyer to ensure your rights and interests are protected.
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How Important are Moot Court Competitions for Law Students?
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Moot court competitions are an essential component of legal education, providing law students with a unique platform to develop and refine their advocacy skills. These competitions simulate real-life courtroom experiences, allowing students to argue cases, present legal arguments, and engage in persuasive oral and written advocacy. While the primary purpose of moot court competitions is to enhance practical legal skills, their importance extends far beyond the classroom. In this article, we will explore in detail how moot court competitions are vital for law students, delving into the educational, professional, and personal benefits they offer.
1. Enhancing Legal Skills
1.1. Research and Analysis
Moot court competitions require students to conduct in-depth legal research, analyze cases, statutes, and legal precedents. This process sharpens their ability to dissect complex legal issues and identify relevant legal principles. It also encourages students to think critically, assess the strengths and weaknesses of arguments, and apply legal doctrines effectively.
1.2. Oral Advocacy
Participating in moot court allows students to develop and hone their oral advocacy skills. They must present persuasive arguments, respond to questions from judges, and engage in robust debate. This experience helps build confidence, improves public speaking abilities, and prepares students for the rigors of the courtroom.
1.3. Brief Writing
Moot court competitions involve drafting legal briefs, which are comprehensive documents presenting the legal arguments in a case. This exercise enhances students' legal writing skills, teaching them how to communicate complex legal concepts clearly and concisely.
2. Practical Application of Legal Knowledge
Moot court competitions bridge the gap between theoretical knowledge and practical application. Students get the opportunity to apply what they have learned in the classroom to real-world scenarios. This hands-on experience is invaluable for future legal practitioners, as it prepares them for the actual practice of law. They learn how to use legal principles to advocate for their clients effectively.
3. Developing Professionalism
3.1. Professional Conduct
Participation in moot court competitions instills a sense of professionalism and ethical conduct in law students. They learn how to interact respectfully with judges, opposing counsel, and colleagues, which is a crucial aspect of the legal profession.
3.2. Time Management
Preparing for moot court competitions requires students to manage their time efficiently. They must balance their academic commitments with competition preparation, teaching them important time management skills that will serve them well in their legal careers.
3.3. Teamwork
Many moot court competitions are conducted in teams, encouraging students to collaborate and work cohesively with their peers. This reflects the real-world legal environment, where teamwork is often essential for the successful resolution of cases.
4. Exposure to Diverse Legal Areas
Moot court competitions cover a wide range of legal topics and issues, exposing students to different areas of law. This diversity allows them to explore their interests and specialties, helping them make more informed career choices. Students may discover a passion for areas of law they had not previously considered.
5. Networking Opportunities
Moot court competitions often involve interactions with practicing attorneys, judges, and legal scholars who serve as judges or mentors. These connections can be invaluable for students as they seek internships, clerkships, and employment opportunities in the legal field. Additionally, moot court alumni networks can offer long-term professional connections.
6. Building Confidence
Engaging in moot court builds students' confidence, both in their legal abilities and in their overall communication skills. The experience of presenting in front of judges, professors, and peers helps students overcome public speaking anxiety and instills self-assurance.
7. Recognition and Resume Enhancement
Participation and success in moot court competitions can significantly enhance a law student's resume. Winning or performing well in prestigious competitions is an achievement that can make a candidate stand out to prospective employers.
8. Preparing for Litigation Careers
For students interested in litigation, moot court is an ideal training ground. The skills developed through moot court are directly applicable to courtroom practice, making it an essential preparation for future litigators.
9. A Foundation for Academic Success
The research, writing, and analytical skills honed in moot court competitions are directly transferable to the academic realm. Students who excel in moot court often find that their performance in their regular coursework also improves.
10. Fostering a Love for the Law
Moot court competitions are often seen as a labor of love. Students who participate in moot court tend to develop a deeper passion for the law and a strong sense of dedication to the legal profession. This passion can sustain them through the challenges of law school and the demands of a legal career.
Conclusion
Moot court competitions play a crucial role in the education and development of law students. They offer a unique and immersive experience that enhances legal skills, bridges the gap between theory and practice, and provides numerous personal and professional benefits. As a valuable part of legal education, moot court competitions prepare students for the challenges of the legal profession and equip them with the tools they need to succeed. The significance of these competitions cannot be overstated, making them an indispensable aspect of a law student's journey.
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I was browsing tags today and I saw this. I don’t want to give this user a platform so I’m not reblogging.
As a future doctor who happens to be fat now after several years of “atypical” anorexia- yes ducking anorexia- I want to say this to all fat people:
You. Deserve. Compassionate. Care.
Hard stop.
It’s very true that there is a substantial weight bias in medicine. Studies that “link” fatness with poor heath are often not great in their methodology. Studies with better methodologies show a stronger health link not with weight but with *generalized healthy habits.* Like moving your body. Getting appropriate nutrition. Yet what is the rhetoric? Fat = unhealthy.
A physician will spend 4 years in medical school. Two of these are spent in clinical clerkships- you learn directly with another clinician teaching you. Before you can practice on your own, you do a residency for 3-4+ years. This training is also done in clinic- with an attending physician and residents further on in the program teaching you. 5-6+ years of learning are direct learning from older/longer practicing physicians. Physicians who are likely to hold a lot of their own biases and treatment preferences that may not even be rooted in deep research and are just preferences from what they *think* has worked best in the practice- or what was marketed to them from drug reps. Learners pick up on this. Physicians from one residency program may LOVE PPIs for acid reflux (like omeprazole/Prilosec); physicians from another one may prefer to prescribe an H2 antagonist like famotidine/Pepcid. Yes, learners should read more and read about the actual research- but few have time, and of the time they have, they typically are spent reading about something “interesting” or relatively new, not something that they’ve held as a truth since grade school health class. Especially not something that challenges tat view and causes cognitive dissonance. So the information they get is passed down primarily from their mentors. Weight stigma is *learned* and *reinforced* in these programs, not because it’s empirically accurate but because it’s a prevalent practice nobody questions that has been shoved down our throats for so long.
Let’s not even get into how little nutrition education docs get. I took a sports nutrition course in graduate school. I got more nutrition education in that one class than my sister, a current doctor, got in her med school. I also read more primary research articles about health and fatness than she ever did. At the end of her clerkships she was in a rotation where an actual hospital dietitian had set a higher caloric diet for a fat patient who was inpatient, and my sister was ranting about how “they would be fine to lose some weight on a 1200 calorie diet” like she knew MORE about nutrition because she was almost a doctor than a PRACTICING DIETITIAN EMPLOYED BY THE HOSPITAL FOR THIS EXACT SCENARIO.
My point is that weight bias and myths are pervasive in our culture and medical education doesn’t really do… anything… to try to adjust that. This results in delayed diagnosis of non-weight related diseases, worse outcome, and ultimately poorer health. Yes, fat can contribute to some conditions, and it can be part of the conversation in those settings. But so often weight gets blamed and things like CANCER are missed due to weight bias.
Let me say it again for people in the back:
WEIGHT BIAS ITSELF CONTRIBUTES SUBSTANTIALLY TO POOR HEALTH OUTCOMES IN FAT PEOPLE.
All fat people deserve compassionate care. Their symptoms deserve to be believed. Please do not stop wanting to seek medical care. Please keep speaking out if you can. Please keep advocating for yourself. Please keep advocating for change.
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