"Swinging heart" pericardial effusion
"In most difficult situations we only need a few extra centimeters of courage to get us through. Oftentimes though cowardice or fear makes us bad judges of both ‘distance’ and our capacity to prevail."
Do not pull this lever!
The Anatomical Theatre, Museum Gustavianum, Uppsala Sweden
"Why Do You Want to Be a Doctor?"
For some people the question cuts through them like icy wind. For such an easy question to ask, many have a difficult time answering it whether it’s on a personal statement or an off-the-cuff inquiry. People get skittish and mumble “I want to help people,” which is always a good answer but also completely obvious and cliche. I’ve never had problems answering that question; for me it’s a reflection of my life, my story.
I am an avid hockey fan, have been for years. It’s also fitting that hockey has had some serious traumatic injuries in its long history. I guess that’s what happens when people play with knives strapped to their feet.
In 1989, Buffalo Sabres goalie Clint Malarchuk got kicked in the neck by a…
"I have no idea what’s awaiting me, or what will happen when this all ends. For the moment I know this: there are sick people and they need curing."
"Compassion is the basis of morality."
Though I’m just a man, flesh and bone like any other, with glaring moral flaws that best exemplify the absurdity of the human condition, I strive more and more each day to make compassion to be the basis of my moral drive. And while I may mess up (a lot), I get back up again, brush the muck and mire off and tell myself “Try it again…” So I’ll toil like Sisyphus, every day until the end of my days, to reach the sublime when I can hold that compassion is the basis of my action towards all humans.(via compoundfractur)
Do you know the joke about the man who goes to get a new suit made? The tailor measures him and says come back in two weeks. The guy does and puts on the suit. It looks terrible. The left cuff comes down five inches too long, the lapels are completely uneven, the crotch hangs like harem pants. It’s the worst suit in the world. The guy complains but the tailor says he’s seeing it all wrong: ‘What you’ve got to do is pull up the left sleeve and hold it there with your chin. Then ooch your right shoulder up five inches so the lapels are even, put your right hand in the pocket of the pants and pull up the crotch…’ You get the idea.
"So the man does all this and ends up looking like the Hunchback of Notre Dame. But when he looks in the mirror again the suit looks wonderful. The tailor says, That’s the new style these days.’ So the jerk buys the suit and walks out of the store wearing it.
“He’s staggering down the street like Quasimodo and passes two men. They turn around and watch him limp away. The first guy says, ‘I feel so sorry for the handicapped.’ The other says, ‘Yeah, but what a fabulous suit!’
"It’s the best metaphor I’ve ever heard for how we try to make relationships like this work. Or what we do to ourselves to make anything important work"
Juliette Marcotti Push-ups and pirouettes
The Queen. Samantha Briggs