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tesssssssssssssssssssst:

Which is why I’m a feminist. Men has in their brain that they are the dominant species. That needs to change.

tesssssssssssssssssssst:

Which is why I’m a feminist. Men has in their brain that they are the dominant species. That needs to change.

Two human cancer cells seen just before they divide into four cells viewed at 100x magnification.

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theambitiouswoman:

A key ingredient for success is discipline.

If you cant manage yourself, your time and tell yourself what you did wrong, or need to do; You wont get anywhere.

It sounds easy, but most people are waiting to be told what to do, Instead of learning how to think for themselves.

Don’t let anyone have that much control over you, but you. After all, no one other than you, is responsible for your success.

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officialalltimelow:

I picked joining Tumblr and staying active on here because: 

  1. I’m not attractive enough to be a Youtuber
  2. Not popular enough for twitter
  3. Facebook is dumb

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msh30:

team i can’t do math for shit but i can write a 3 page english paper in less than an hour 

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Asker Anonymous Asks:
How dirty do patients get? Are nurses constantly cleaning up after patients?
study-mode study-mode Said:

nightnursenotes:

northwestnurse:

adenosinetriesphosphate:

medsurgnurse:

Remember that time you were really, really sick? I don’t mean the mono episode in college or when you had that terrible bronchitis/flu combo during that snowstorm.

I mean that time you were convinced you had expelled your entire digestive tract through one end or the other. Was it something you ate? Drank? Those kids you babysat? Whatever the source, you were sick as a dog, sitting on the toilet, spewing into the bathtub. You threw out your underwear, and when you finally had the strength to wash your hair, it was horrendous.

Now, you were fortunate because you could take care of your own self. Imagine you couldn’t. Maybe you’re too weak, maybe you have arthritis or are partially paralyzed because of an accident or a massive stroke.

And you’re in the hospital, one sick puppy. You’re massively embarrassed. You can’t control your bodily fluids. But your nurse, bless his heart, is professional. He’s patient. He cleans you up and every time he does it, you want to crawl into a hole and die. Not because of how he makes you feel, though. He distracts you, talks about the weather, asks about your kids. He gets to know you as a person. Sometimes he has help from the techs but sometimes he doesn’t. But each time you know that you’re his priority.

If you can’t seriously see yourself being that nurse, because you can’t see yourself or someone you love being that patient, then maybe you shouldn’t see yourself being a nurse at all.

Good answer.

Fab answer.

You’ve seen nothing until you’ve seen a dirty protest

Or your favourite mug goes missing - you later find it in the patients toilet with a poo inside.

You nailed it.

raideo:

askthegeneraless:

sushi-prince:

Wow okay.
Tumblr doesn’t send anymore asks if you send a “.” and a letter or word without a space right after it.

Example: H…hello (doesn’t send it) - H… hello (will send it)

It says it sends the ask but it doesn’t. My gf and I were trying since 2 days now and we just found out what the problem was.
Pass it on.

This explains SO MUCH GRRGHH

THERE IT IS OH MY GOD

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rookiegandh:

mashable:

Life gave this dog lemons and this dog was like “HAHAHA TRY AGAIN NEXT TIME!”

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Fuck, here’s some inspiration.

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i hope i randomly get super hot in the next year or two and everyone is just like “oh shit”

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aspiringdoctors:

Chest X-rays (aka CXR) are one of the most basic imaging studies done in medicine. Almost every hospitalized patient has one and you will see hundreds of them by the time you finish med school.

But it was be super easy to get distracted by the huge glaring pathology (like a giant mass) that you…

  • Teacher: What are you going to do after college?
  • Senior: I don't know.
  • Teacher: Well what are you passionate about?
  • Senior: I haven't had time to find my passion because I'm too busy preparing for tests/midterms/finals/the AP exam/ACT/SAT and having to write my college entry/scholarship/housing applications. Plus, I have homework.