theartistformerlyknownasotiseagle
theartistformerlyknownasotiseagle
theartistformerlyknownasotiseagle

Sorry, or “sorry”?

True story. I once had a panicked mom in the ED concerned that her kid was pooping blood. His stool really did look like frankly bloody stool, but was negative for blood on testing. The culprit? Flaming hot cheetos. If you eat a ton of them, you will look like you’re dying (you may also feel like you’re dying and you

Trump’s jacket literally looks like a lab technicians coat in grey instead of white. I have zero fashion sense, and even I can tell that it’s just plain wrong.

He was horrible. Probably still is, but I took a look at his website once and never went back. He just had these horrendous vendettas about some women and would bash everything they did. He especially seemed to hate any woman who wasn’t super-thin. Plus the cum doodles, the goddamned constant cum doodles, so childish

All of a sudden, I understand the purpose of twitter, and I love it, so, so much.

Amen! As an ED doctor, the jokes we make to each other would genuinely curl your hair, but we do care (I do, and most of the people I work with do, so I assume it’s roughly universal). However, without the outlet valve of gallows humor, frankly the things I see would have me seriously contemplating eating a bullet

Heidi no, I have no damn idea - but I’m excited follow along with this wild ride!

Samesies. Was the first child, when my mother’s hippiness was in most full swing, grew up with zero milk, almost zero sugar (maybe on birthdays and very, very special occasions), ww flour for everything, vegetarian... End result was that I gorged whenever at friend’s houses and very severely when I started boarding

Met a male patient this week, in for suicidal and homicidal thoughts, also drunk and on multiple illegal drugs, wanted to shoot his girlfriend in the face because she didn’t come home the night before; she called police when she got home and he expressed said thoughts. Discharged from prison a few days ago after a

I just don’t understand this. I see an analogue to it on a regular basis, but I still don’t understand it.

This is horrible, and totally legal, which is a serious problem. Hospitals often prefer to keep their doctors as “independent contractors,” and some doctors prefer that too. I dunno about anesthesia, but this is especially the case in Emergency Medicine where often the doctors are an independent physician group,

Not the same, but I used to do this all the time with my great-aunt - I loved her dearly, but she pretty much ignored everything anyone else said, so you could get really juicy, inaccurate tidbits into conversation: “So, are you seeing anyone?” “Well Tanta, not currently because after the gangbang, when I found out it

Definitely! Last clown story there were tons of people wondering why anyone would be afraid of a random clown. The answer? Ummm, clowns in general and specifically Pennywise. I don’t care if there’s a hoax on - if I see a random clown (especially one offering me a balloon) I will run, and run, and run. Better safe

I’m definitely not a fan of back door proposals to avoid paying for birth control, but regarding the safety of it as an over-the-counter, I’m a doctor and I’m not particularly opposed. Sure, there are risks, but there are with all drugs, and frankly tylenol, which you can buy OTC in 800 packs, is more dangerous. There

His constant comments about her attractiveness are likely what they seem at the surface, i.e. he’s a repulsive pig, but I can’t help but wonder if maybe, on some deep, deep level, he realizes that he’s a very unattractive man and is insecure about that and really wants to parade that he managed to produce attractive

Thank you, and congratulations on your dress!

I actually accepted that I’m fat and decided to buy some cute clothing for my real body instead of the one I want to have! It looks slamming.

Coming from the being a doctor perspective - fellow doctors, you either know shit about abuse or aren’t willing to admit you do, so we should all probably stay the heck out of this (I’m looking at you Pierce). Since starting med school and through residency I have had to endure constant well meaning “cultural

Personal best (not my best, naturally) was a patient with 0.654 on the trauma service. He was comatose and had to be intubated though....

Yeah, that was hilarious. I saw a guy at work this week who did the same thing, but on a lesser scale - 1 day of sunflower seeds in shell, couldn’t poop because it felt like daggers in his butt. Rectal exam revealed a large quantity of shards (seriously, those things were like toothpicks) of seed. 1 soap suds enema