Man: Doc I keep straining my back
Doctor: let me take a look.
Doctor: Just going off the exam it looks like you are at that age where your body isn't going to work like it used to. But stretching it daily should help
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Woman: Doc I keep straining my back
Doctor: Yea it's cause you're overweight
Woman: Really? My weight?
Doctor: Yea you need to lose like 40 plus pounds
Woman: ok, is there anything else I could do while I lose the weight ?
Doctor: Not really, just work out more and eat less.
Woman: Aren't you going to do an exam
Doctor: No need
#doctor bias
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So I was reading this transcript of an interview the Kratt brothers did and at one point Martin talks about how he almost became a veterinarian, but ended up changing his mind and becoming a zoologist.... so I raise you.... TEAM MEDIC MARTIN?????
Bro carries around a slew of random medical supplies on him at all times. (Just like the creature power disks nobody understands how he can remember where everything is but he's always handy with exactly what he needs)
Chris skins his knees climbing up a cliff? Martin's got bandages and antibacterial spray.
Koki burns her hand while tuning up the Tortuga? He's got burn cream and a cool towel and making sure she compresses it for at least 10 minutes
and God forbid someone in the Tortuga so much as SNIFFLES in his presence. It's bed rest, soup, and fluids from there.
And beyond that, I think he'd be very knowledgeable about natural remedies too. They ran out of cooling ointment for their sunburns? its okay, they can use the aloe vera plant sitting in the window! Aviva is nauseous because she's had nothing but redbull and coffee for 2 days? peppermint oil and ginger tea!
Just like how they learned from the Orangutans about the leaves that relieve muscle sores, Martin would pull a lot of inspiration from nature's remedies.
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For Valentine's Day, it's time to get real about Silco and Singed and the unfulfilled emotional affair they've been carrying out for years. For years, likely over a decade these men have known each other. At first, they most certainly relied on each other out of convenience because who else would have these men that fell from grace?
A disgraced academic and a gangster betrayed by the one closest to him who's living on borrowed time. And yet they found eachother and made it work. Did anyone believe in the potential of Shimmer before Silco supported him? Were there any real pathways to successfully intimidate Piltover before Singed created Shimmer? The worst tragedies of their lives led them to one another, and through the each other enabled the drive and fruition of their deepest desires.
Through the years their partnership never waned, Singed didn't even hard feelings towards Jinx over the explosion, Silco is comfortable to let her get a second opinion from him. I like to think when Silco adopted Jinx, it was unlocked this last barrier to an emotional connection that Silco and Singed were capable of. It wasn't Silco and Singed's escapades in bastardry and enabled eachother's ruthless drive, it was the love both had for their children is what humanized them best to other.
Now all I can think about is if after saving Jinx's, if Singed learned that Silco died, he might feel frustration at losing a stable long-term partner. When Singed learns that it was Jinx who killed Silco, he'll be relieved, because of one had to die that day, it's best for a parent to never watch child die, Singed can say from experience.
I don't know how to end this.
Tldr: Silco and Singed are the real old man yaoi of Arcane. Happy Valentine's Day!
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This is a first chapter of my first fic which will be posted to AO3 around the 12/12 time (I’m waiting on my invitation lol). I’d also love a beta reader but I literally don’t know how to get one.
Who is This Kid?
Ch1
BANG.
Silence. Not total silence. Price was shouting, Gaz was shouting, Ghost was shouting. There was a lot of shouting.
Johnny fell, hit the ground hard and then didn’t move. He was bleeding, a lot. There was blood on Ghosts knee, from where he knelt down next to him. It was in Soaps hair, on his clothes, on his gun, everywhere.
“DISARMED” there was a shout from Gaz. It sounded like he was underwater. It was then when Ghost finally took his hand off Johnnys pulse point. A simple shake of the head said it all. Soap Mactavish was KIA.
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They didn’t try to bring him home with them.
Well didn’t try is an understatement, Ghost and Gaz tried, they had him upright and ready to be lifted before Price told them to leave it to the recon and collection crews.
So that’s what they did. Johnny stayed on the ground, blood still steeping from his head, slowly. Ghost couldn’t look anymore, his best mate, and possible crush, dead on the floor of some tube station next to a disarmed bomb.
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Ghost was laying on his bed next to some sickly man at a civilian hospital. He had gone nonverbal for a few days after the mission. Then suddenly one day he knocked on Prices door, drunk off his head and said some shit. Things along the lines of: “I’ll carve his name into a bullet and paint the wall red and pink.”
He probably should’ve specified that he was talking about Makarov. Ghost was not suicidal, he had not once attempted. Ghost was not unstable. Ghost passed every psych eval except for his last one. He was 5 points off of a pass, he failed due to the ‘what are your plans out of the military question?’
He had said “buy a nice house and hunt.” They had asked what, he had said “anything that moves really.”
So what it was a bit vague, he was feeling vague at that moment. So he ended up on watch and not allowed leave. He wouldn’t have taken one anyway. He got taken off watch and sent to a hospital when his gun was found on range after he had left for a moment with one bullet with ‘J. Mactivish’ carved into it.
Ghost is not suicidal. Ghost was planning on shooting Makarov with that one. He just grabbed some ammo from his room and loaded up. He had not realized that it was Johnnys bullet.
He spent a week in the hospital, then was released. He found himself back on base to spend his 2 week medical leave ordered by his psychiatrist.
When he entered his room, everything slowed to a halt and then sped back up. There was a note on his door.
‘Lieutenant Riley
We feel as though we have to tell you personally, John Leon ‘Soap’ Mactavish has been formally reported KIA as of 11/23/23. All living family has been contacted and his body was cremated on 11/25/23. Our deepest condolences go to you.’
He chuckled lightly at Johnnys middle name. Then he was laughing, then he was laughing as tears slipped out, and then he was sitting on the floor of Prices office as he was being held. Wait. When the hell did he get there. Well never mind that, his captain and father figure (he would never tell a soul that) was holding him. It was nice.
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Ghosts 2 weeks were up. He was cleared for duty. During those weeks they had sent Johnny to rest in the wind and water. He was wearing his dog tags along his. They had found evidence of Makarov in a remote and seemingly abandoned village along the Russia-Malaysia border. Heat signatures were suddenly picked up after 3 months of nothing more than a few wild animals.
It was decided that the 141 would go in and attempt to apprehend Makarov. Ghost would be sniping while Gaz and Price would go in. Johnny would be watching down on them.
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It was a simple mission. No casualties on either side. Turns out they ran just hours before the 141 were wheels up. They still looked and looked, for anything really. They were searching through a file cabinet when a file was picked up and a few Polaroids fell out.
“Captain, you have to see this.” Gaz was speaking slowly and sounded scared. It took a lot to scare Gaz, and pictures are usually not something soldiers who’ve seen so much should be afraid of.
“Gaz, what do you have…” 5 pictures, 2 head wounds, 2 soldiers, 1 person in a hospital bed, one person on the ground.
The dead man was not John, the man in hospital was. The final photo was a picture taken in a dark room with flash, a buzzed head with a bloody bandage. He looked terrible, bruised, bloody, beaten, and the worst part, he was looking towards the camera, but not at it. 1000 yard stare, as his therapist would say.
The entire village was searched again, with 100% more thoroughness. They didn’t find anybody. What they did find the second round was the hospital bed that he was laying in in the picture. There was a blood stain on the top of the mattress and metal restraints at the sides. They also found a copy of the records they kept on him.
The bullet had penetrated his skull and somehow missed his brain and exited 4 inches above the entry wound on the top of his head, nearly shattering his skull. He was kept alive on life support for 5 days, before throwing up the intubation and passing out. He was then ‘taken to the positive psychology ward’, meaning roughly that he was now in the process of being seemingly brainwashed. There was one photo with a date on it 12/4/23, it was a picture of Soap with a M branded onto his collarbone and mouth slightly open, broken nose and disassociated.
That man in the photo may be Soap, but there was no way it was Johnny.
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21/100 productivity challenge.
I might be posting late this upcoming week. I have a lot to catch up with my studies, and exam season has already begun.
Good morning, everyone!
Today's routine:
1. Have a bottle of warm water.
2. Wash my face and massage my skin with gua sha. Always skincare! Apply sun blocker.
3. Prepared a cup of coffee.
4. Journaling and planning for the day.
My study session in detail:
First pomodoro: 8:00-9:30hFirst pomodoro: 8:00-9:30hFirst pomodoro: 8:00-9:30h
Rest (the eyes, do some squats): 10 minutes🏋🏽♀️
Second pomodoro: 9:40-11:10h
Rest (play some music that lifts up your moon): 10 minutes 💃🏽
Third Pomodoro: 11:10-12:20h
Rest (read a book or meditate): 10 minutes 📖🧘🏽♀️
Forth pomodoro: 12:30-13:30h
*L u n c h 🍝
*P o w e r N a p 💤
Have an awesome, productive and a blessed day!
Iveth 🌻
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