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ltwilliammowett · 4 months
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Ship's medicine chest, early 19th century
This chest belonged to Robert Jillett, pioneer whaler, Kāpiti, New Zealand, 1836-1845. It was supplied by the Apothecary's Hall, London, and replenished at Hobart Town, Tasmania.
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princess-unipeg · 6 months
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Ladies medicine chests
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Prompt 136
 There is a small child floating in the Watchtower. 
They’re visibly not human, a too-big cloak of purple (what shade no one knows, all they can describe about the cloak is purple, nothing else) hanging from them as big Lazarus-green eyes glare down in something of a pout. The child huffs, blowing white hair out of their face despite it shimmering and shifting on its own already. 
How the child, inhuman or not, found their way into the Watchtower- without setting off an alarm no less- is a concern. A very large concern, but it can wait because there is a four-year old (if the child is the equivalent of a human child that is) at oldest staring down at them. 
 “Do you know where the speedsters are?” the child piped up after an awkward stare-down, none of the league members present quite sure what to do in this situation. It was probably around time to call Batman… or they could call Flash instead. 
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This is a real footage from one of my friend.
He know I am strongly addicted to medical fetish, especially resuscitation play and defibrillation. One day I asked him I want to do a role play with him, which pretending he was a patient and I am a nurse which performing resuscitation. Unfortunately, we’re hard to meet in real because both of us are busy.
So he willing to make me a video that he pretending “being defibrillated”. “Please, come here sit on me and do a CPR and defibrillation to me, do it much as you like” he said.
I believe I will able to meet you in real and being tortured by repeated defibrillation and CPR just for me! 😈
THIS IS PRIVATE VIDEO, FULL VERSION WON’T BE EXCHANGE OR SHARE. THANK YOU.
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whumpypepsigal · 10 months
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Extraction 2 (2023): “Multiple gunshot wounds. Airway’s secured.”
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puppypeter · 8 months
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I want to read about Jamie courting the hell out of Roy, wining and dining him, bringing him coffee in the morning, leaving him pastries on his desk with a sweet post it note, buying him flowers, making him hella flustered and panicky at the lack of control because that's always been Roy's role when dating someone
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theanoninyourinbox · 9 months
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Two Days Of Art Later
Guess Who Got Clangen!
@officialclangen
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mokutone · 10 months
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your art makes me wanna start testosterone
i can't read tone well, so this is either an incredibly touching ask, or an extremely funny one, and in the absence of confirmation: both!
i'm in a chatty mood, so i'll share some thoughts about testosterone and my art.
i liked being on testosterone a lot. i had an IM injection every two weeks (on tuesdays!) and because that's a sizeable dose every 14 days that slowly disperses, it can cause some mood fluctuations (every other friday i would have a crisis about not feeling like the world had a place for me in it) but even those were far more manageable than the ones that would come with my previous and current monthly hormone cycle (every month i spend a solid week thinking the world will never have a place for me in it)
It gave me a patchy little bit of scruff on my chin and a whispy mustache under my nose that still struggles on, despite adversity!
It redistributed my fat a little bit, but that's long since gone back to pre-T shape.
it lowered my voice! that hasn't changed :^)! even if i never go back on t, that won't change. it was the thing i most wanted, and its the one i'm most grateful for. Pre-T, I didn't speak much. I'm getting better and better at talking and getting more and more comfortable communicating with people because of it.
having been off t now for 3 years, i don't pass anymore—not as a cis man, or a cis woman, certainly not as anything approximating straight. if people look at me and see anything, i'd hazard a guess that they see me as A Queer (the noun—for all it's complicated connotations).
i'm not surprised that my art might make somebody want to start testosterone! a lot of my art was made out of the aching grief that came with being kicked off of testosterone, and how neatly that loss of autonomy over my own body knits in with yamato's loss of autonomy over his own.
how my body started doing things i disliked, how i didn't have the support necessary to access the healthcare i needed—how my inability to give myself what i needed made me feel as though i were trapped inside of myself and abandoned (by both myself and the world at large)
when i write comics about yamato as a trans man, i don't take away his testosterone, because that hits a little too close to home for me. for Ninja War Town Reasons, he has plenty of access to all the HRT he could ever need and nobody questions his need for it—instead, i project my own horrors onto the way Danzō defined his identity for him as a child, the way that Kabuto and Obito dehumanize him as an adult in their war efforts, and reduce him to the thing his body holds (the Mokuton). I give him a kneejerk compulsion to dehumanize himself (out of a feeling that he has a duty to his community to do so) and I give him a slow-growing resistance to that impulse (which comes out of a feeling that the people he loves would frown upon seeing him reduce himself like that)
it's dysphoria! it's not gender dysphoria, but it's a loss of self, and a need to reclaim it. it's a war between the hollow shell of a thing he thinks he has to be, and the vibrant and messy person beneath it that he is. it's a desperate need to say "this is who i am—only i can say it"
I enjoyed HRT a lot. it was a really useful tool in helping me feel like my body was my own, that i didn't have to fight it, that we were the same entity. It's not the only tool, but it was a really good one, and one day I hope to use it again.
(as for the being off of it—it's unpleasant, but i'm enduring! being somebody who now doesn't really pass as anything has put me in a weird and interesting position, where I'm constantly having to declare myself to people, because nobody knows what to make of me on any front. they don't know if i'm a man, a woman, nonbinary, nor even what age i am (Augh!!!!) it forces me to be brave and vulnerable more than I'm comfortable with—if I tell somebody I'm a man, there's no way that they will believe I'm cis, but I'm not about to recloset myself—and I don't think I could at this point anyway.)
(there's something fascinating about the position i find myself in, and while i'd leap back on t the moment that an opportunity presented itself to do so, i do feel like i'm experiencing something interesting and important in this weird zone i find myself in)
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white-haired-mahariel · 3 months
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Fenris using his lyrium powers to give Hawke an "open"-chest cardiac massage to restart their heart after the Arishok fight. Is this anything.
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help-im-a-medstudent · 5 months
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Today has cemented my reputation with the medical registrars as "the SHO who always finds ridiculously difficult, pretty much life and death chest drains at awkward times of the day"
Like, I'm not a shit magnet as such, compared to a colleague who had 3 arrests on her ward in as many days, but it's been way too many to just be a coincidence
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smokeys-house · 24 days
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If you know anything about a ship's medicine chest you'd know Puukko is probably the only source of hard drugs in moominvalley
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ltwilliammowett · 1 month
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Mahogany medicine chest, perhaps used at sea, 1780-1800
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happyfunf3tti · 3 months
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update
the surgery went well!!!! i could've sworn i was half awake at some point even though my eyes were closed idk. i had to be escorted in a wheelchair because i couldnt stand up properly
when i woke up after sleeping, i got lots of blood all over my pillow and just a little on my shirt. my mouth is swollen rn and i just got my gauzes removed and clean ones were put back in. also i sound funny X]
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Just saw my favourite angle photos on Twitter… Want to do a resuscitation role play with him, and use my dick rubbing his thick thigh… 😈
Credit: Boy feet love @ Twitter
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lloydfrontera · 6 months
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also i want you guys to know the only reason i haven't flooded you with damian/rakiel posts is that i can only be utterly deranged about one ship at a time and currently llojavi is hoarding that spot but dear god if i let myself go i will implode in devastation and heartache they are soooooo much my poor little brain cannot handle it. they're like an eldritch being, i have to look away from them or my brain starts melting.
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imjustexistingtbh · 24 days
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i wanna make a post about eclipses on my space blog but. why do i feel sick
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