Descant For Hope
One woman's journey into healthcare, life, and love.
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childcare is arranged so that I can sit in the office with the door closed and meticulously hand rewrite two lectures worth of material in a color coded study guide (15 pages), type out a study guide for another class (4 typewritten pages, single spaced), and finish a small group discussion (2 pages).
My hands hurt. From typing so furiously. But I finished it, and how do I celebrate? MOAR TYPING.
You’re welcome, tumblr.
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- J: There's no good food anymore. You can't have wheat or corn, I can't have wheat. All I want is fried chicken from KFC. Or a really good burrito.
- Me: We have brown rice wraps, you could have a burrito.
- J: The brown rice wraps suck. They won't roll, they just crack
- Me: yeah, but it's better than nothing.
- J: I was going to make a burrito, but I just made a mess instead.
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ahem, how does one get a C in choir?
Asked by wayfaringmd
Well…
First, I failed to get in to my top choice conservatory, but was told to get voice lessons for 6 months and come back. Then I went to my fall back college with an ego the size of texas, thinking that I’d just take the 6 months of voice lessons and major in music, and then transfer.
On the first day of choir, the choir director pulled out a piece that I had just taught to the local middle school choir over the summer. and I told him that. loudly. Then I made a total nuisance of myself, asking for more difficult pieces and saying things like “well, after my old show choir won such and such competition…”
and so on went the year. I was a total diva jerk. In my defense, the choir director ceased acting like a grown up after the first six weeks. He made fun of my clothes, wouldn’t respond to legit emails, and repeatedly chose songs not on my repertoire list (but on my practice list) to force me to sing/play for finals. Then he would act like I was incompetent because they weren’t perfect but I sang them for finals because he forced me to at the moment of recital. (I had practice lists in french, german and italian, but the only songs in my actual repertoire list were in italian and english. Being put on the spot to sing a song in a language that I sucked at was no fun.)
Also, he wouldn’t let me sing jazz. Which was an irrelevant but rankling fact.
Fast forward to the end of a year of pettiness- my dad has just told me that he’s put in for a day off work to move me out of the dorms. Later that week, the choir director announces that all choir members will be expected to file forms to stay in the dorms an extra week so that we can sing a mandatory concert at graduation.
I told him that I couldn’t, that my dad had already put in for a day off work and couldn’t change it. He told me he’d fail me. I told him that he was punishing my family for poverty. He told me if I cared about music, I’d make it work. I went home when my dad could take me (a 120ish mile walk sounded like less fun than a bad grade) and he gave me a C.
I reported him to the academic council. Then I ended up evaluating what to do to get my degree, because I couldn’t transfer to a conservatory with a C in choir…The president of my university suddenly resigned or was fired or something, and my complaint was dropped in the paperwork storm. I spent the next three years refusing to acknowledge that the choir director existed (really mature, right? Giving someone the silent treatment for three years?) though I did continue to take voice, piano, and violin lessons. I also sang with the jazz band until the choir director made up some rule about having to be concurrently enrolled in choir and jazz band to sing with the jazz band after he found out that I was just showing up to the class without being enrolled. I might still be a little bitter.
And that is how one gets a C in choir.
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Post reblogged from Wayfaring MD: Missionary Physician
You do not need to get straight A’s to get into medical school. The world isn’t going to end because you got a B in something. I got a B in Biochem 1 and 2, and a B - in molecular genetics. Further more, I scored less than 30 on MCATs. Life goes on. Relax.
Sincerely Yours,
Dr. Baffled
I got C’s in organic 1 &2 and Physics 1, and less than 30 on the MCAT. And I got in too.
B’s in organic 1 and in Physics 1 &2, and a C in choir (long story). I got in.
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Hey, it’s the pacific northwest.
I know legal smokers and illegal tokers. I have friends with bong collections and watched a roommate waste away from cancer while taking her marinol pills. I knew a guy in high school who was arrested for transporting 42 lbs of weed in his car. I know a couple people who are planning on starting their own grow operation after they retire. I feel like I know a pretty good spectrum of the people who care about this issue.My thoughts on medical marijuana in more than the 140 characters that ermedicine’s question allows:
- smoking anythingis bad for you. Lungs don’t like having anything beyond clean air in them. The discoloration and fibrosis caused by simply living in a city is awful, and deliberating putting smoke (of any kind) into lungs is far more harmful. However, it’s not hard to put the cannabinoids into a tincture, elixir, or vaporizer. (or brownies, which have their own health considerations- calories!)
- Many people are too lazy to make the tincture, elixir, or vaporizer mix.
- It grows on the side of the road. It’s actually a weed here.
- Legalizing marijuana would allow pharmacies to harvest a weed and turn it into profitable medication. Legalization would also allow for tighter control on substances like pesticides, and would allow for a more regulated dosing.
- Taxing the stuff could fund public schools, since the lumber money is running out due to all sorts of habitat preservation throughout the northwest.
- There are instances in which marijuana is medically useful. Anecdotally, I’ve seen plenty of people benefiting from use of the herb.
- Medical literature is just bursting at the seems with studies showing positive uses.
- Like all medicine, it should be used appropriately to the condition being treated.
- It’s not supposed to be a lifelong medication and should be used with the intent of eventually being able to stop usage in most cases.
disclaimer: I do not use marijuana. I am not giving any medical advice, nor do I have a license to do so. Please consult your physician when making decisions regarding your health. Illegal use is still illegal, and breaking the law carries its own consequences.
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to bring my physical exam flow to a family barbecue and ask for volunteers to practice with? I need to shave about 6 minutes off my screening exam before the final in 5 weeks.
Going to do it anyway. Chargin’ up my otoscope!
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Photo reblogged from vita dolce. ☆
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I dread the day where I come across a multiple choice question and have the following options from which to choose an answer:
a) Hemochromatosis
b) S.L.E.
c) Metastatic cancer
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GF pumpkin/almond cupcakes with creamcheese frosting and semisweet chocolate swirls.
Placeholder picture until I have time to come back and do a proper post on the difference between all of the gluten hubbub out there.
btdubs, these are delicious.
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you are both officially invited. Bring your own bottle, but keep the noise down because the baby is sleeping.
