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For many nonbinary people, the New Year is the time when they remember all the things that didn’t come to fruition or ended in the previous year.

You may not have come out like you wanted to. Your transition may not be as far along as you’d hoped. You may remember that this year loved ones aren’t here to celebrate because they don’t accept your orientation, gender, etc.

But the New Year can also represent possibility.

There are possibilities of a new family made up of friends, greater progress toward transition, more freedom to be yourself, or even just maintaining a skill a bit longer, thereby gaining more experience.

You have a new chance. You can embrace it.

Happy New Year

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Cr: VS Arashi 26.01.2017

New Orientation/Sexuality?

Hello! Due to the seemingly ongoing debate as to which definition of pansexuality is right– attraction to all genders vs. attraction irregardless of gender; I thought I’d try my hand at coining a new term to fix that! I ID as pansexual myself but have began to feel increasingly that the label no longer accurately represents me in what it currently means and, I’m sure others (might) feel the same. So, to avoid the headaches and confusion I thought it best.

To lay out some ideas, here are my label suggestions all pulled from Greek/Latin roots/prefixes respectively:

  • Iso/Para/Equisexual- These mean equal or on the same level and since pansexuals love indiscriminately of gender, I thought it’d make sense.
  • Idesexual- Ide means idea, thought, shape or picture so I thought this might be a good way to describe how pansexuals are attracted to the idea of someone or their “personality.”
  • Disexual- Di means throughout, between, apart or detached; basically it’s kind of abstract which, the concept of how pansexuals experience attraction kind of is as well. Can conveniently be shortened to “di” like bi.

I also saw a post about possibly creating a new term to describe feelings detached from gender, or not really having a solid concept of preferences/not liking any one gender more than another which I think it describes.

The Flag:

The colors don’t mean anything in particular. I had trouble enough finding a color scheme that didn’t look like an eyesore or too closely like an already existing flag. I tried to retain the light and “happy” feel of the original pan flag while still having noticeable differences. Now, I’m by no means a linguist nor do I have much experience designing anything. Nothing is set in stone so, if you have any suggestions or comments, please, I’d love to hear your thoughts and get some feedback! My inbox is open or you could shoot me a message and discuss person to person. For now, I will be tagging these posts as #idesexual. If you see this, could you like if it sounds appealing or reblog and help spread?

-Thank you!

My First Code Blue

And honestly, it was really only a code in the sense that someone hit the code blue button and all eight of the hospital’s respiratory therapists showed up. My patient never lost a pulse, just stopped breathing long enough that her SpO2 was 24% and she was entirely unresponsive (I sternal rubbed and applied nailbed pressure like a panicked champ, as did my preceptor and the former paramedic/emergency/ICU nurse who works on our floor (except she didn’t panic. She pretty much was like “welp, its a tuesday, itsn’t it” and went about her life)).

But I found myself running down the hallway with a vial of narcan that I’d override-pulled from the pyxis thinking “omg this is it, the first major medical emergency of my nursing career” and then promptly stood there in front of my unresponsive patient, frozen with indecision because there’s probably some special way you’re supposed to push narcan and I have no idea what the correct dose should be and did I have to sign it off in the computer first because I’d just overrode it and f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck.

And then my preceptor pulled the vial out of my hand and just kinda slammed the whole thing into my patient’s IV. Then I gave a really terrible report to everyone who showed up, put at least two of the leads in the wrong place for the 12-lead EKG, and promptly forgot what the verbal orders for continuing care after the code team had left and had to page them back and ask them.

Overall, no one died and I’m chalking it up to a solid learning experience. I think I will be a lot more helpful should the situation arise again. I also may chart it a lot more effectively if I actually remember the times everything happened.

Thank you to all my coworkers who didn’t yell at me and saved my patient’s butt. You were all awesome and it was a pleasure to see you all in action.

… I feel almost bad asking this, but does anyone else have a first code/medical emergency story they’d like to share? Because right now I’d like some reassurance that I’m not the only person who has f*cked up this badly…