i am the doctor and i'm afraid

  • Me before World Enough and Time: Haha I'm so excited for this episode everything is awesome and I'm so pumped for the Master :)
  • Me after World Enough and Time: I am ready for death. My soul had ascended. I am scared, confused, very worried, and afraid. Hitting me with the TARDIS would hurt less than this.

anonymous asked:

Hi, I have a question which might be too personal. I am a plus-size woman and I have a history of heart disease in my family. It's been on my mind recently and I want to go to the doctor to see how I'm doing physically. I'm just afraid that I won't be able to find a doctor who will be able to look at me as a person and won't just attribute everything to my being overweight. How did you find a doctor who would treat you with respect and look at you as a person?

Hi there!  I totally get how you feel on this. Fat stigma in regards to the medical industry is very scary and unfortunately very real, but please don’t let that keep you from getting your physicals and keeping up with how you’re doing!  I’ve been fortunate to find doctors that treat me like they would other patients and kept them for a long time, but I have had a few that made me uncomfortable.  If you can, maybe see if you can find a nurse practitioner?  That’s who I’m currently seeing now and she’s wonderful.  I’ve also heard that they generally are just more personal.  The thing is that you might end up seeing someone who is prejudiced because there isn’t really a way to scope out a huge variety of fat friendly doctors.  

The most important thing to remember is that you have every right to advocate for yourself and you deserve the same kind of care that anyone else would get.  If you feel more comfortable having someone go in with you who can better advocate for you, then maybe consider that.  Another thing to note is that if you’re someone who has anxiety then your pulse/blood pressure are likely going to be up when you first go into your appointment - ask if they can take it later on in your appointment so your nerves have had time to settle.  When I first went into my newest doctor, my blood pressure was like 130/85 and my pulse was 120-130.  The next time I went in I was a lot less nervous because I knew I was going to be respected and I also got put on an anxiety medication, so my blood pressure actually improved.  It’s been a couple years now and my BP is at 110/72/pulse at 90 and I’m the heaviest I’ve ever been - coincidentally I’m also the least anxious/most comfortable with a doctor that I’ve ever been.  Also, if you have large arms, make sure they take your BP with a cuff that’s large enough or that will make your reading higher.

What you can do if you’re in a situation where you feel like a doctor is not giving you the optimal care/advice you could receive because of a weight bias:
- Bring someone along who can advocate for you
- If your budget/insurance allows, seek out another doctor
- Advocate for yourself by asking questions like, ‘what plan/treatment would you give to someone who was of average weight?’
- If they do anything that you feel is actually inappropriate or unethical (http://www.ama-assn.org/ama/pub/physician-resources/medical-ethics/code-medical-ethics.page? this might be helpful if need be) then report them

Just remember that you absolutely deserve to be treated with respect.  I’ll cross my fingers for you that you get a good doctor (there are many out there!) and I hope this helps in some way.<3

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halo 5 | heaven sent

“If you think because she’s dead that I’m weak, you understand very little.

If you were any part of killing her and you are not afraid, then you understand nothing at all. So, for your own sake, understand this…

I am coming to find you, and I will never, ever stop.”

anonymous asked:

My dream is to one day become a doctor. I want to become a doctor more than anything. my heart aches at times because I feel like I need to be really really smart. Is that true? I've done my research, I'm afraid I'll have difficulty in university 😳

Hi Anon,

I am going to let you in on a huge secret- medical school isn’t actually filled with geniuses. It undoubtedly would’ve been cool if there were only geniuses here, because that would’ve meant I am one as well, but unfortunately that’s not the case.

What medical students actually are, are people people who work hard. Only a teeny-tiny percentage of all medical students were able to get into medical school without much of preparation, the vast majority of us (me included of course) had to work our asses of (pardon my language) and study and study and study more to get ready for our exams. And believe me, I’m not very stupid and my friends are actually quite smart people.

Medical school is actually much more about working hard, that “being smart”. Of course, some people have to study some subjects for a longer time, whereas some people seem to just get it right away. But that is life- there are people who are smarter than you, and there are people whom you’re smarter from. But what makes you a great medical student is not giving a damn about them and focusing on your own thing.

It’s something we all struggle with a little, but the older you get, the more you need to realize that the only thing that should keep you going is yourself and your ambition. It is easy to give up and say “oh, I’m not smart enough so why even bother”- it’s much, much harder to work super hard (and maybe harder than some people have to) to make your dreams come true. But that shouldn’t stop you.

You’ll never know how you’ll do in university unless you try it. And work super hard there, keeping in mind that you are working to make your dream come true. And maybe you’ll have to work more than some people, but believe me there will be people who will be working even more. And the funniest part is that it’s actually not important, because the only thing you need to focus is how much you work, and whether you are willing to go an extra mile (or hundred miles) to become a doctor.

And keep in mind what my Mom always says- “Failure is only a failure if you didn’t do all you could’ve done. If you did everything, than apparently this is the way it’s supposed to be”.

So do all you can, and become a doctor :)

Love

olga


PS. Also, remember the more you study, the smarter you actually become, so study ^^

What the Doctor says vs. what he means
  • What he says: "I'm not a hugger."
  • What he means: "I'm actually not a hugger, except for Clara Oswald. I want to hug Clara, hold Clara, and spin her around like I did when I was younger."
  • What he says: "Everytime we do something like this, I keep thinking, what if something happens to you?"
  • What he means: "I am so worried about losing you. I am so afraid of losing you."
  • What he says: "I'm sick of losing people."
  • What he means: "I can't lose you."
  • What he says: "Look at you, with your eyes and your never giving up and your anger and your kindness..."
  • What he means: "Your eyes are so beautiful and your soul is so beautiful and you are so beautiful.
  • What he says: "...and one day, the memory of that will hurt so much. I won't be able to breathe."
  • What he means: "I can't live without you, I can't breathe without you."
  • What he says: "She might meet someone she can't bear to lose. That happens, I believe."
  • What he means: "I've met someone I can't bear to lose, and that's you, Clara."
  • To sum up everything he said, what he meant with this whole episode: "I love you."
  • Robin Hood: Is it true, Doctor?
  • The Doctor: Is what true?
  • Robin Hood: That in the future I'm forgotten as a real man. I am, but a legend?
  • The Doctor: I'm afraid it is.
  • Robin Hood: Good. History is a burden. Stories can make us fly.
  • The Doctor: I'm still having a little trouble believing yours, I'm afraid.
  • Robin Hood: Is that so hard to credit? That a man born into wealth and privelege, can find the place of the oppressed and weak to much to bare?
  • The Doctor: No..
  • Robin Hood: Until one night he is moved to steal a TARDIS. And fly among the stars, fighting the good fights. Clara told me your stories.
  • The Doctor: She should not have told you any of that.
  • Robin Hood: Well, once the story started she could hardly stop herself. You are her hero, I think.
  • The Doctor: I'm not a hero!
  • Robin Hood: Well, neither am I. But if we both keep pretending to be, perhaps others will be heroes in our names. Perhaps we will both be stories. And may those stories never end.
  • Robin Hood: Good bye Doctor, Time Lord of Gallifrey.
  • The Doctor: Good Bye Robin Hood, Earl of Locksley.
  • Robin Hood: And remember Doctor, I'm just as real as you are.
❤️1 Year of #sherlollytextchats❤️
  • *Bart's lab*
  • Molly: *teasing* Oh, Sherlock?
  • Sherlock: *working at the microscope*
  • Molly: *moving closer; wrapping her arms around him* Sherrrrlock?
  • Sherlock: I can't hear you, Molly.
  • Molly: *rolls her eyes; whispers* Mr. Holmes? *kissing his cheek*
  • Sherlock: *smiles* Yes, Doctor Hooper?
  • Molly: I was wondering if you were free on Saturday...maybe we could have that long overdue dinner.
  • Sherlock: *leans against her* Can't. I’m already having dinner with about sixty other people. Very formal, I don't think you'd be interested.
  • Molly: *nuzzles his ear* Oh, really?
  • Sherlock: *nods* I'm afraid so.
  • Molly: *smirks* Maybe we could have lunch, then?
  • Sherlock: *shakes his head* Oh, my dear, your timing couldn't be worse. You see, I am getting married Saturday lunchtime *turns to kiss her*
  • Molly: *giggles* Are you really?
  • Sherlock: Yes. You're welcome to join me, if you like. But you'll need a beautiful wedding dress.
  • Molly: *ruffles his hair* Oh, the dress codes of these posh places, eh?
  • Sherlock: *smiles* Indeed.
  • Molly: I'll be there.
  • Sherlock: *smirks; leaning closer* Now, about the wedding night...
I Used To Be There, But No Longer

Sitting on the floor of my dorm, crying into the phone, asking where you are. It is voicemail #2.

In the bathroom, with the door locked, wiping away the toilet water that has splashed back onto my face.

Saying goodbye in a nursing home. Quickly walking out.

On line for Space Mountain, with my parents, just tall enough to ride.

The old Yankee Stadium, with my grandmother. She has one large beer and I am annoyed to share my Cracker Jack.

Cleaning up my first New York apartment, where we left one dead rose on the floor and I threw my twin bed onto the street.

Eating one coffee-flavored yogurt and marking in a book: One Coffee Yogurt. 120 calories.

Making small talk at a party to a guy who tries to get me to go in a cab with him, and then calls me a tease when I don’t. I say ‘I’m not a tease, it’s just that I’m tired.’ I feel bad in a way that I cannot untangle.

Drinking wine out of the bottle with new friends, a whole summer in Boston stretched out in front of me like I can be anybody I want–or just a girl in summer dresses who smokes.

On a first date with a guy who says 'I’ll pay for any check that comes in a cup,’ and the first two places we went to had little white receipts in little glass cups.

My first Negroni, on a dark cocktail bar with a friend who is watching me: peering into the glass, afraid to try it.

The doctor tells me to countdown from ten, and I call him a nerd for listening to Dave Matthews Band during a surgical procedure.

On AIM, I tell my friend I have my first kiss. I tell her it is gross, and I tell her I think I am doing it wrong.

I move my tassel to the other side, hooting in a way that doesn’t make my throat hurt.

'You’re beautiful,’ he says. 'No, I’m not!’

I won’t ever say 'No, I’m not’ again.