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ontrackmind · 2 years

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I am one month into residency. Here are a few things I've learned (mostly about myself):

1) I am, indeed, a textbook person. I always thought I was an uptodate person, but it's just not always the best resource for peds. I have looked things up in Red Book, Lange Neonatology, Bright Futures, and AAP Peds in Review multiple times this month already. They just seem to work better for me when I have the time. Uptodate is my second choice for on-the-go reading (like when walking to morning conference)

2) organization is key. I'm not sure what system works best for me on rounds since the handoff sheet we get is completely different from what we used at my med school. (Same info, just formatted differently on the page). But, I have found having a succinct cover sheet with all of my patients only and their to-do items for the day to be way more efficient than flipping back and forth in a big packet. I'm still working out how to make the handoff page work best for me during rounds though. One thing is clear though, if you're not organized, something will be forgotten. For me, keeping lists and check boxes is key.

3) if I don't write it down, it doesn't exist. How do people remember *everything*?? If I don't write it down within 5 minutes of doing it/hearing about it/being told to do it, it's forgotten in the abyss.

4) good sleep hygiene is my BFF. I probably have co-residents with wacky schedules, but I like my routine and I have noticed I do better when I'm well rested. I typically get 6-8 hours, but in order to ensure that happens, I have a pretty consistent routine in the evenings after work and the mornings before work (especially since I don't have a yard and have to walk my dog both times). I also like feeling well rested in the morning. I'm in a better mood, less stressed, and make fewer mistakes. (Maybe this one matters more since I don't drink coffee or soda so I don't get an extra boost from the caffeine?? I've debated energy shots, but I get heart palpitations with anxiety and they freak me out. I can only imagine what extra caffeine would do)

5) I 100000% prefer to work as a team than work alone. My last block was very team oriented and I felt like I thrived. We were always asking each other how we could help and getting lunch or snacks for each other when we couldn't go together as a group. It was very much a "we all lift each other up" kind of environment. I hope that carries into my other blocks, too. I'm going to do my best to continue to be a team player and help everyone with their workload.

6) I still feel pretty dumb and unsure of myself, but the imposter syndrome is WAY less than before. Idk if it's the new environment or what, but I just don't feel that same fear of being too dumb and undeserving and being the weak link like I did during med school. Sure, I have a lot to learn and I do sometimes forget things or freeze up (for instance, I completely forgot what DI was today during rounds. Literally could not have even told my fellow my name if she had asked.lol) and while I fell a little embarrassed, it's not the same as it was before. Maybe I'm in a better mental place for now?

7) Im somehow less stressed. Like, I work hard at work and sometimes I get frustrated or get stuck, but it's not the same as being a student. I read articles and do practice questions at home but it's much more leisurely. Despite the long hours, I find this WAY more enjoyable than med school. I don't feel guilty for taking time off or enjoying my hobbies and I actually enjoy studying and looking up stuff about my patients. Residency is hard, but I am so much happier than I was before. I hope it stays this way.

8) my dog is still one of the absolutely best part of my day. She's happy when we get up in the morning and happy when I get home in the evening. She will forever be the bright, sunny spot in my day. Its a lot of work having a dog while living alone, but holy crap is she worth it❤

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franchiseindia · 1 year

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the-blog-of-a-bipolar-autistic · 8 days

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My mental health is dwindling

4-10-2024

This is more of a vent then a blog but ah well. I am getting worse and worse by the day. Yesterday after washing in the shower I just sat on the ground because my legs started to hurt. I sat there for 37 minutes. I sat there until the hot water began to cool. I don't think I have felt this low in years. I hate it. I hate feeling like this. I have no therapist and no one to turn to about this other then my boyfriend but I don't want to overwhelm him with my problems. On top of everything, my relationship with my stepdad is shit. Every time I bring up problems I have to him it's either "Get a job" or a ramble about how "us kids have it so hard now-a-days." For fuck sake I brought up the fact we are out of sugar and he told me that was why my legs and feet are hurting.. "They are probably inflamed from all the sugar and other unhealthy shit you eat." Truth is, I'm not mad at my mom for getting the job in another city. I am happy for her. I'm just mad she left me alone to advocate for myself to a man who won't listen to me. If we get in a fight and I'm overwhelmed and sobbing I need to walk away. Usually if my mom was in the room she would stop him from telling me to stay and agree that if I don't I will say shit I don't mean and I will have a melt down. However, she isn't here anymore. She is 2 and a half hours away. Now I have to try and do that myself but he won't listen. My stepdad doesn't care how overwhelmed I get I "can't just walk away from conversations." I often feel like a caged animal who wishes to be free. I try to do everything I can to get free of that cage but every time something happens. I applied to a grocery store for their deli section and when it asked if I would take any other roll I marked down every box. I still didn't get the job. Other then my mental health, my physical health has gotten worse as well. I walked around a little and my legs were sore so sore that before going to bed I had to lean against the handrail to get up the stairs. It hurts. Everything hurts. My legs are still sore. I just want to be able to walk like an able bodied person. I want to go on hikes and long walks around the neighborhood. I want to be able to walk to the store and back. I hate.. everything. I guess it's just something I need to get used to but FUCK do I hate it. I am so exited for the rollator though. It will be such a game changer.

On a positive note: My boyfriend bought me dutch bros today and they made a mistake with my order (I asked for it blended) and instead of taking the unblended drink back they told me I could keep it and made me a new one! I felt bad because I hate returning drinks but it worked out! I wish I could keep this positive but I am also just so.. drained. Fuck. Okay I don't know what else to write right now. I might add more to this later in an edit if I find more things to talk about but for now I'm signing off.

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boxhillsuperclinicaustralia · 2 months

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alkaridevihospital · 4 months

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milkysmedicalmenagerie · 9 months

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Welcome

This is just an introduction post. Just a little bit about me.

I am from Arizona and currently reside in Phoenix, where the sun is trying to kill you every day, regardless of the season. I have 4 cats and 1 dog and my hobbies include drawing, writing (sometimes), reading, playing video games and I love hiking in the woods, when my body cooperates.

I made this blog to talk about the various medical conditions I have and to vent frustrations and the like. You can read the conditions listed in my blog description. I am open to answer any and all questions, if you have any.

Regardless of my issues, I am a chill, weed smoking, anime loving, cat loving nerd.

Thanks for visiting.

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ickythoughtsposts · 18 days

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CW: perverted doctor, breeding

She’s at the doctor for her yearly checkup. He tells her to take off her shirt so he can monitor her heartbeat easier. He is excited to see that his naive, innocent patient has developed beautiful curves since her last checkup. He explains that she’ll need to remove her bra as well. She obeys without question, trusting him implicitly, after all he is the doctor. His hand innocently brushes her nipple and he watches with interest as it tightens into a dark little bead. He moves behind her, reaching around to cup her breast, lifting it gently to place his stethoscope beneath it and listen to her lungs. She gasps quietly as his touch illicets brand new feelings in her body. He assures her that she’s doing very well. His thumb brushes back and forth over her tight nipple, causing her to squirm in his arms. He tells her to stay still, persuading her that this is part of the normal visit. She feels him harden against her back, but her innocent mind doesn’t understand the implications.

“Please remove your pants, it’s time for the next part of the exam.” He explains that now that she’s getting bigger, they are going to add a gyn inspection to their appointments. He talks about the importance of making sure she’s healthy in all regards, calmly explaining the thorough hole inspection he will perform. She wants to ask what’s going on because no one has ever looked at her or touched her there before but she’s known this doctor for so long and he wouldn’t do anything inappropriate.

He helps her lie back and spread her legs wide. He reassures her, stroking the soft skin on her upper thigh before he guides her legs into the restraints and ties them to the corners of the table. He explains that this is just a precaution, “this may feel a bit uncomfortable but it’s normal.” He pulls on a pair of latex gloves and moves to stand between her legs. He runs a gloved finger between her folds to gather her slick, and she jerks at the sensation. “Doctor…” “Shhhh, you’re doing perfectly.” He shows her the moisture gathered on his gloves, “this is exactly what you’re supposed to do. You’re ready for me to put my fingers inside now. I’m going to start with just one finger so that your little pussy can get used to it.” She nods hesitantly. He slowly circles her opening before pushing a finger inside, her heat immediately wrapping tightly around him. Her back arches and her lips part on a gasp. He places a hand on her lower stomach and pushes her body back down flush to the table, causing her to tighten further around his finger. He groans quietly. He slowly adds a second finger, watching as a wince crosses her features at the tight fit, followed closely by confusion and fear. He reassures her that it’s going to be alright, “your inspection is going very well. Your cunt is very tight, do you feel how you're squeezing my fingers? I’m going to perform a procedure to help stretch your little pussy. Don’t worry, I’m going to help you and soon you will feel very good.” She hesitates, but he begins circling a gloved finger around her clit, building pleasure until she nods dumbly. “Good girl.”

He slowly pulls away then unzips his jeans and takes out his cock. Her eyes widen in shock at the sheer size of his cock. “Now this may hurt a little at first but that’s normal”, he explains calmly and quietly as he lines the thick head of his cock up with her tiny hole. “It’s important that we train your tight cunt how to accept a cock. This is something you’ll do often, so I’m going to perform a breeding procedure to get you used to being filled up.” He pushes forward without further warning, forcing the first few inches of his fat cock into her virgin cunt, ignoring her body’s resistance and the tiny scream that erupts from her mouth at the shock of finding herself stretched for the first time. He pauses with several inches of his cock still waiting to be forced in, rubbing her lower stomach gently, groaning at the rhythmic squeeze of her pussy as it tries to reject the intrusion. “You’re doing so well, this little pussy looks so good spread around my cock.” She whines quietly at the pain and all the new sensations where he’s rubbing against her inner walls.

Before he can proceed, there is a sharp knock on the office door and another doctor walks in without waiting for a response. He is looking down at a file and doesn’t notice them at first until the patient makes a tiny mewl of discomfort. He glances up and pauses his walk, though he does not look surprised to find his colleague penetrating the virgin pussy of a patient. “I apologise for barging in. I see you began the procedure as we discussed.” The patient wiggles in an attempt to disentangle herself but can not move away due to the restraints. Crying quietly in humiliation at being exposed and penetrated in front of a stranger, she tries to cover herself with her hands.

The new doctor calmly walks to the side of the exam table and looks down at her. “There’s no need to cover yourself up, this is a normal exam and I am also a doctor. Lower your hands.” She reluctantly obeys, revealing her bare pussy and the doctor's cock buried half way inside it. “That’s very good.” She notices his intense interest. “I see you haven’t quite finished the procedure, her pussy will need to accept quite a bit more” at these words, the patient felt the doctor's cock harden even further. The new doctor continued, “would you like assistance with the rest of this exam?” “No!”, she immediately gasped in mortification. The original doctor gave a short, sharp thrust which immediately quieted her as she gasped and tensed. He groaned low, “yes, an extra set of hands would be appreciated.” The new doctor steps closer, and uses a single finger to begin stroking lightly over her clit. She gasps loudly at the new unexpected tingling and the way she felt herself getting wetter.

The original doctor moved to release her legs from the restraints before raising her legs to his shoulders and pinning her hips to the table. “Now you’re going to take the rest of my cock, and then you’re going to come with his fingers on that pretty little clit”. He immediately pushed deeper into her untried body. She cried out, arching beautifully. “There you go, take it all. Good girl, look at how pretty you look stretched all around my cock.” He thrust gently but relentlessly, working deeper and deeper with each movement. Her thighs clenched together in an effort to keep him out. “D-doctor! Please stop! Ahh, it hurts!” “I know, but you’ll feel better soon. Lie still. You’re doing so good. See? Just a little push and you’re opening up so good.” The patient whimpered quietly, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes.

The second doctor observed calmly, almost clinically, despite the way he was stroking her clit, “I can see that the procedure is working, your pussy has stretched beautifully around his cock. Your pussy is taking it so well. Now we will observe the effects of clitoral stimulation.” He added a second finger and began rubbing her clit faster. She keened loudly at the rush of pleasure despite the ongoing pain. “Soon you’ll be ready to come. Your tiny little hole will pulse and squeeze his cock and you'll feel very good, ok?” She shook her head in desperation, “please doctor, we have to stop. It’s too much!” He ignored her plea, addressing the other doctor thrusting into her, “be sure to track the grip of her pussy around your cock as she comes. We’ll compare it to other tests and procedures in future exams.” She grew wetter at the thought that she would be expected to take part in further procedures. The second doctor noticed her interest, “you’re dripping all over his cock as he stretches you out, that’s a very positive sign.” He moved suddenly from rubbing in circles to pinching her clit, “come now. Squeeze that pretty pussy all over his cock.”

Her body immediately obeyed without conscious thought, wave after wave of tingles rushing through her. The doctor groaned loud and low as his patient’s virgin cunt gripped his cock so hard that he could barely move. He rode her through it with steady strokes, “that was perfect, you’re doing very well. Now I’m going to come deep inside your tight little pussy. This is called breeding and it’s a very important part of the procedure.”

The patient didn’t understand what he meant by breeding but she was starting to become sore from the large cock between her thighs, so she nodded eagerly in the hope the procedure would be over soon. The doctor leveraged his weight over her to thrust deeper and more roughly than before. He watched a wince cross her face as she sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and bit down trying to keep her whines inside. He felt himself bottom out deep inside her, the fat head of his cock bumping up against her cervix. He slammed her cervix several times, causing her to cry out. “It’s ok if it hurts, you’re going to be sore tomorrow and you’ll feel me all day.” The thought alone sent him over the edge, spilling inside her and coating her walls and cervix in thick,warm cream. She was wrung out and unable to move despite the discomfort and new sensations.

Both doctors withdrew from her body. The first doctor arranged her so that her legs were spread wide and her pussy was on display. “You did very well with your first procedure.” She winced, feeling the ache deep inside at the rough treatment, knowing that what he said was true and she would be sore tomorrow. Both doctors moved to watch intently as cum dripped from her pussy. The patient itched to close her legs, but assumed that this was only part of their observation. Her doctor finally spoke again, “now that you've been filled for the first time, you’ll need to start coming in for regular breeding appointments. Nothing to worry about, this is very normal for girls your age. Each of your appointments will include a hole inspection, followed by a breeding procedure with either myself or my colleague.” Her naive mind lit up at the idea of repeating this regularly. It felt wrong but the doctors insisted it was a normal procedure so it must be what was best for her.

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medstudiees · 4 months

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holidays are made for endless reading sessions ❄️

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ontrackmind · 2 years

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So, I've been checking off as much as possible on my pre-residency to-do list before I move.

I've officially been everywhere on my med school city bucket list except for one place that I just can't make happen before I move. Overall, not bad.

All of my pre-orientation items are done except for signing up for parking, which I can't do until mid June anyway.

I've been reviewing the NRP book periodically. I start in the newborn nursery, so it feels nice to be reading something helpful. It had made me feel a little more prepared and (a little) less nervous. I'm definitely not trying to seriously study before starting residency, but since it's going to be well over 100°F here every day this week, I needed something to mull over in the midday heat -- especially since everything else is packed up already.

Seriously, it's so hot my dog even voluntarily declined an evening walk today. She's never done that before.

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franchiseindia · 1 year

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the-blog-of-a-bipolar-autistic · 12 days

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I forgot to upload yesterday :P

4-6-2024

My boyfriend and I have been talking and he agrees that even if we have the money right now, I should wait to see what insurance can do with the walker. I highly doubt much will come from my upcoming appointment. I'm only 20 and my insurance is laughably awful at helping me. My insurance is only good for prescription prices. My abilify off of insurance is like-- 3,000 dollars apparently.. well every time I buy it it says I saved like 3,000 dollars so maybe I'm not getting it because a google search shows it can be up to 100 for a 30 day supply (I get a 90 day supply). I take lamatrogine and ariprizole (abilify) for my Bipolar. Lamatrogine is used to treat the depression aspect of bipolar (it's a medication also used for epilespy and seizures) and ariprizole is just.. well, for bipolar. Ariprizole is also an antipsychotic medication which for some reason has not helped with my delusions. Skip this next paragraph if your delusions/hallucinations are easily influenced. While I won't go into detail about what my delusions are for safety reasons I will explain one of them. Eyes and cameras. It has been going on since I was younger. I think there is constantly an audience watching me. Sometimes it's fine and I act like it's some dumb show but other times it can get incredibly overwhelming. I usually just ride it out until the feeling and paranoia goes away but sometimes it doesn't go away for days. My boyfriend does his best to help me, he tells me it isn't real and my life is too boring for anyone to watch anyways (I told him to tell me that in a past conversation) but it doesn't matter. My delusions make my life a slice of life show and it gets really irritating.

Delusion talk over for the rest of this post Random thought but I realized I am only ableist to myself. While others are allowed to need accommodations and take frequent breaks, I don't allow it for myself. I would rather stand in the kitchen cooking in agonizing pain then dare take a chair up to the stove while I cook. I don't understand why my brain refuses to let me accept these accommodations. I guess I just really hate the idea that my body is not as healthy as it used to be. I remember one time in middle school my friends and I went to the Rollerena (our roller skating place.) We decided to walk to McDonalds after which according to google is, at longest, a 22 minute mile long walk. In this memory I don't remember being in too much pain. It hurt a normal amount for someone who was just roller skating their little heart out then went on a half an hour mile long walk.

I don't know what happened. I don't have any memories of any accidents after wards? My legs have just been slowly getting worse and worse. My boyfriend is convinced that in my future I will be a partial wheelchair user. I wouldn't be opposed to it but it still sucks. I know there are people younger who are partial wheelchair users and that is completely valid and I am glad they have a support system where they are able to do that. When you see other people in wheelchairs you rarely ever think about being the one in the wheelchair. At least I never did but now it's happening and it's scary. I am losing the ability to walk without assistance. When I was younger and looking at American Girl dolls I wanted a "Truly Me", which I never got because American Girl Dolls were too expensive for our poverty-stricken family. I always had a weird way of wanting my doll, I wanted it to have braces, glasses, and a wheelchair? I joked in the past that my Truly Me doll was coming to life after I got braces then glasses, but now it's getting eerie. I imagine if younger me could design the doll using the website it would look something like this (+ a wheelchair)

My entire child hood I begged for that doll but my parents never understood why I wanted 3 things I didn't have at the time. I guess little me knew that somehow I would be needing them eventually. I always worried I would be in a wheelchair due to a broken leg but my fears are starting to subside with the realization of my diminishing leg health. Onto the topic of my mental health, it is also declining. My family is moving out of the house we have had for the past 10 or so years. I have to pack up a box of things I won't need for a while and sell some things so I have enough money to move out and, hopefully, stay at my boyfriend's family's house for a while. While doing so yesterday, I broke down sobbing in front of my boyfriend. I understand I am 20 and it's time to move out but it is coming so quick and uncontrollably. I was always imagining I would be moving out when I was ready, when I had a job and enough money to move out, but it seems that isn't the case. Yes I am 20 and do not have a job. I have never had a job. I am desperately searching for one but it is getting me no where. I got 1 interview in the past 2 years of me applying places. It sucks. They never called me back. I almost got an interview at the coffee shop up the road of my (soon to be old) house but I missed the interview window twice. Once because I was out of town and the other because my stupid phone never gave me a notification that the manager texted me back. On top of being unable to find a job I am worried about my ability to work a job. I am autistic and need people to bluntly explain what I am supposed to do and, like I have been rambling about for the past several paragraphs, my legs are shit. I am so scared of being in extreme pain while trying to work with customers.

Anyways, back to my family moving out. The reason they are moving is because my mom got a job in another city and over the past year due to a contract they have been paying for her apartment. Unfortunately for me, that contract only lasted a year. My mom wasn't even going to take the job due to it being so far away (2 1/5 hour drive) and us not having the money or notice to move out so suddenly. We even got the house reappraised because we were so accepting that we were going to be living in this house for longer. Unfortunately the company told my mom they would pay for her apartment in a year and my mom quickly accepted. While I'm happy for her, she is finally a manager at the store she has been working at since I was around 7, I am also really upset. We had made the plans to stay and over night I was being told that in a year we were selling the house and I would need to either move with them 2 1/2 hours away from a place I grew so accustomed to or move out entirely. I have been trying to downsize. Sell books, plushies, clothes, and other miscellaneous items. Throw away things that are unsalvageable. Figure out what to do with most of my items. I know it sounds easy but I have grown an attachment to most of my things. I am selling a whole trash bag of plushies including my long hello kitty plush and a my melody one. For clarification the hello kitty looks something like this. (My image)

My boyfriend hates it and I got it in 2020 so It lost it's funniness. The my melody also look like this (also my image)

I know it sucks because Sanrio is just a comfort for me but both are not my favourite characters (I prefer Cinnamoroll) and I need the money. I am planning on selling them soon along with several others. I am going to miss all of my plushies but I am keeping several. I am planning on selling them on Facebook market place, mainly because I don't want to deal with shipping so I'll sell to people in my area. I had to throw out my big hello kitty mermaid plush because it had a giant hole in the neck :( She was my favourite out of them all and now she is going to end up in some dumpster somewhere. I would've sewn her up and sold her but the hole was in such an inconvenient spot that it would tear in a single toss on the bed. I am having a conversation on what to do with my, I have them ironically I swear, body pillows. When I show you my biggest one you will understand that they are completely Ironic. I have decided to keep this one

Yes I have an Anthony Hopkins body pillow. My step-sibling got it for me as a joke Christmas gift. I think it's the best pillow I have ever owned. It's the funniest shit inviting friends over for the first time and seeing their reaction to a random old man on a pillow in my bed. ANYWAYS I broke down sobbing yesterday because I had to pack up things. Everything is moving so fast and everything is a lot. I have to go back today and do more but I am so scared. I know I'm going to cry more. It sucks. I don't like getting rid of things. Anyways I'll wrap this up here. I am kind of breaking down a bit just thinking of it. I am going to go over to my house soon and pack up my things.

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