I made myself a password generator where you input how long the password needs to be, + other requirements (length, number, special characters (there's an input box for which ones are allowed) then it subtracts the number / special character from the total required length, chooses a random combo of 3-7 letter words that will make exactly the required length, then adds back in a random number and special character and capitalizes one of the words. Probably not as safe as a completely random password but waaay easier to remember. Would probably be way better even from someone who knows how to actually code because I know juuust enough to vibe code something small like this for personal use the only programming language I actually know is turtle so I understand the basic logic but not like. Syntax or anything.

A simulation vein for my preceptees out of the soft face part of the O2 tubing full of cranberry juice for the vein, a knot on one end and an IV / syringe on the other for pressure, and a mepilex over it for the skin / soft tissue. I can make sure they know how to get the needle in and out and activate the safety properly before I let them stick me a couple times for practice before moving onto a patient.

We have enema bottles full of mineral oil that I use to grease hinges and wheels. Really the hospital supply room is macgyvers wet dream it's one of my favorite parts of night shift nursing.

Also my dog chewed out the back of my zip up hoodie so I used Elmer's as basting glue and put the inside of an upholstery style pillowcase from goodwill on the inside, sewed a fun shape around it, then made a cutout back patch. And the reason that hoodie even has a zipper is because I had to put one in after the EMTs scraped my drunk ass out of a ditch and cut it off.

There's basically two side effect profiles:

1. It makes you fat, sleepy, confused, constipated / diarrhea / both, and your genitals stop working, but possibly in a different way than your usual everyday hell so maybe it'll be a little better?

2. It only has one side effect that only happens 0.00001% of the time: instant horrifyingly painful death.

It happens to people sometimes too. I've had a lot of patients actually that are completely incapable of safely accepting help from another human. You'll be just trying to get their own excrement off them before it gives them chemical burns and they'll scream and claw at you the whole time then get covered in bodily fluids again within a few hours.

Less soul-crushing but in some ways more frustrating is addicts who are just never going to be ready to be sober within the bounds of support that are available and keep using the mental health system in ways it's not designed for then yell at everyone throughout the entire process when they're not getting what they want at that exact moment whether it's more substances or more food or just to yell at someone because their life is legitimately awful and they don't know how to cope with that in any other way than trying to make sure everyone else is miserable too.

A little over a year ago we got news that a patient that hadn't come back for a while had managed to complete suicide this time around and I was just relieved to know their pain had finally ended. Clearly we weren't helping so they did what they had to to find peace. When I talk to most people about stuff like this they just have 0 perspective like. Most of my interactions with this person were them demanding more Graham crackers at 2am then yelling at me if we were out. That was like. The main thing they were living for. The Graham crackers. They weren't even capable of holding a conversation of any kind about things they liked to do, or even music they liked or anything. If you tried they'd yell at you. TF were they gonna get sober for they didn't even have anything to live for...? They were literally just a shell of a human being and the only thing left inside was anger.

Why does the divine inspiration always hit at 10p?

Uber, lyft, etc also do a lot of hospital-to-home transport for otherwise ambulatory / self care patients. Wondering if theyre gonna stop picking up my Psych patients too.

Ty! This the the longer answer I was really looking for. I figured it was probably a scale problem but it's nice to have that confirmed.

o hai

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!gnostic@sh.itjust.works lol

just randomly on the topic of Kessler syndrome. could we make a big sticky thing to just throw into orbit and like. Stick to everything. like a space lint roller or one of those slimes people use to clean car vents. Just turn it all back into one big garbage ball somehow. OR accelerate the process of forming rings somehow.

Peeping Tom is a character from the legend of Lady Godiva (real Lady, probably made up story). Basically Lord Godiva was an asshole / tyrant and Lady Godiva begged him to have mercy on her subjects.

He was all "well if you like them all so damn much go ride a horse naked across the whole land so they can all see yo hoeass"

and she was like "OK then you'll stop being an asshole? Bet."

and he was all like "do it then bitch."

So she fuckin' did and all the subjects averted their eyes and/or stayed indoors except some weirdo named Thomas who was subsequently struck blind or dead by some angels or some shit.

Try Wikipedia for Eriksson's psychosocial stages. That's the thing they were teaching ~10y ago and idt it's gone out of fashion as the overall framework yet.