obstetric practices

The Signs as Branches of Medicine

Aries: Neurology, Ophthalmology

Taurus: Endocrinology, Otorhinolaryngology (ENT)

Gemini: Pediatrics, Pulmonology

Cancer: Oncology, Obstetrics

Leo: Cardiology, General practice

Virgo: Gastroenterology, Hepatology

Libra: Nephrology, Dermatology

Scorpio: Gynecology, Pathology

Sagittarius: Plastic, Geriatrics

Capricorn: Orthopedics, Dentistry

Aquarius: Hematology, Emergency medicine

Pisces: Alternative medicine, Psychiatry

(I know there are more but these are the ones that popped in my head)

anonymous asked:

can you tell us about some famous historical figures who became vampires?

I’m torn about this. On the one hand, Aro’s collecting instincts probably aren’t uncommon. Somebody must have seen the appeal of vampire!Alexander the Great. On the other, vampires are petty and selfish and power-hungry. Vampire!Alexander the Great could be a very real threat, making it unlikely that he would be transformed. Basically, I tend to think that most famous-humans-turned-vampires have a niche skill set: philosophy, science, languages, and so on, that doesn’t make them inherently threatening. 

  • Phryne and Agnodice are definitely vampires. Phryne was turned because she was lovely and infamous and quite good at manipulating the legal system. Agnodice, on the other hand, actively sought out immortality because… well, in her human life, she dressed as a man and faced the death penalty to practice obstetrics. She’s clearly very committed to being a doctor, and vampirism could only expand her career.

  • Muhammad Al-Khwarizmi is probably still around– we don’t know when he died, after all– and he continues to be a mathematician. Sometimes, he pops up at a university under an assumed name, proves some impossible equation, and disappears when all the fancy math awards start rolling in.

  • I like to think that a lot of folk heroes/heroines are vampires. Somewhere out there, Vasilisa the Wise, Ng Mui, Yennenga, and the guys who gave us Beowulf and Robin Hood are hanging out and having adventures.

  • So, one of my favourite historical creepy stories is about the origin of the Codex Gigas. Allegedly, a monk broke his vows and to stave off punishment, he promised to create an extraordinary book in the space of one night. To make good on his promise, he made a deal with the Devil and finished a tome that should have taken 5 years to write by the deadline. This is more of a famous book than a famous figure, but still. Vampires! Vampires did it somehow!
271: Axes

Axes, much like knives, have been used in Ozark folk healing as a method of symbolically “cutting” maladies like fever, cramps, or birth pains. They’ve also traditionally been employed by weather conjurers to “cut” through storms and cyclones. 


Under bed for chills – “Some families are accustomed to treat chills-an’-fever by placing an ax under the patient’s bed.” ~Randolph OMF 146

Under bed to cut birth pains – “Near Pineville, Missouri, I once sat with a neighbor out in a woodlot, while his wife was giving birth to a child in the house. This man had a regular physician in attendance, but one of the neighborhood granny-women had arrived ahead of the doctor. The patient screamed several times, and then the granny-woman came out to the wood pile and picked up the ax, which she carried into the house. I was horrified at this, but the husband sat unmoved, so I said nothing. After it was all over I asked the doctor privately how on earth the old woman had made use of a five-pound double-bitted ax in her obstetrical practice. The doctor laughed and replied that she just put it under the bed. ‘A common superstition,’ he said. ‘It’s supposed to make a difficult birth easier, and she saw that this was going to be a pretty bad one.’

“Later on I learned that this ax-under-the-bed business is practiced in all parts of the Ozark country. An old granny near Sulphur Springs, Arkansas, told me that an ax used for this purpose must be razor-sharp, since a dull ax may do more harm than good.” ~Randolph OMF 200

Under bed for fever – “An axe under the bed will break the fever.” ~Parler FBA II 2226

Under wash pot to stop rain – “Put an axe under a wash pot to keep it from raining.” ~Parler FBA XI 9617

To divert a cyclone – “When there is a cyclone coming, put an axe in the ground with the handle pointing in the direction of the cyclone, and the storm will go around.” ~Parler FBA XI 9698

“When a storm cloud threatened, and the folks of the village sought cellars for safety, she would grab an ax, rush into the yard, swing it in the air, calling out widely, ‘I’ll cut ye hyar, I’ll split ye thar.’ Through some kind of witchcraft or magic she would ‘cut the cloud in two’ and break the power of the twister.” ~Rayburn OFE A-13 “Axes”


Sources:

Parler, Mary Celestia - Folk Beliefs of Arkansas
Randolph, Vance - Ozark Magic and Folklore
Rayburn, Otto Ernest - Ozark Folk Encyclopedia 

Found while perusing college hard drives. Editorial cover based on the journal article Update on contraceptive options: A case-based discussion. Adobe Photoshop and Adobe Illustrator, 2013.

My illustration style has changed greatly in the past three years. I don’t hate this, but it’s heavy-handed (ha ha ha) and rather frantic, and I never liked it enough to show it off. The less is more/limited color palette approach that I tend to favor nowadays came to me some months after the class for which this project was done, during my summer internship at the Cleveland Clinic.

The concept of this project is especially intriguing to me now as I’m working to re-brand and get my site back up and (hopefully) start freelancing more. Perhaps I’ll revisit some of these old projects once I settle into my new house.

The Littlest Winchester (Part 2 of 5)

(Note: I’ve never done mpreg before but my friend has been having a hard time, so I’m doing it for her because she likes mpreg stories and friends do nice things for each other. Enjoy! To catch up on this story, you can read it on Tumblr or on Ao3.)

It took another week for Dean to work up the nerve–and the speech–to tell Sam that not only could angels breed but Castiel was expecting a fledgling within the year. Oh yeah, and oops, Dean was the fledgling’s father. Every time he thought about explaining it to his brother, his head throbbed and Castiel often found him rubbing his skull.

“It’ll be okay, Dean,” Castiel would whisper with a kiss.

“I hope so,” Dean would always reply.

“You’d better tell him before I get too big,” then came the inevitable but cautionary encouragement.

After a week of stress-induced headaches, Dean fell into bed and slept harder than he had in months. Maybe even years. He dreamed of nothing, blissfully so, and only let his mind collapse knowing Castiel dozed in the bed beside him. One nice thing about the gestating angel was the way he slept–not quite fully asleep, but a light, gentle slumber that gave them quiet time wrapped up in each other. Castiel snaked the new Snoogle pregnancy pillow around his lower back to support his changing weight and deemed it the best human invention.

Sleeping so hard made Dean jump, thoroughly startled, late one night as the mattress shifted under Castiel’s weight. He rolled on his back and took several slow, deep breaths. Abruptly then, he sat up, swinging his feet around to the floor and bending over his own abdomen. When something caught between groaning and tense panting registered in Dean’s ears, he bolted straight up, dizzy with lingering sleep.

“Cas? What’s wrong?” Dean rose on his knees and touched Castiel’s shoulders, the shirt damp with sweat.

“Pain….” he muttered. The heel of his hand pressed into his abdomen as if the pressure might give him some relief. “I don’t know, Dean. It’s like … cramping. I can’t….”

The floor dropped out from under Dean. As much as the pregnancy had stunned him stupid, the possibility of something going wrong terrified him even more. He’d just gotten used to the idea of having a baby and if…. “What… What do I do?” They couldn’t just call 911 or show up in an emergency room. “Is it because you’ve got a male vessel?”

“I don’t know!” snapped Castiel quite loudly. Frantic gestures at the nightstand drawer followed. “Call! The card!”

Dean swung across the bed and ripped open Castiel’s drawer. He shoved around different papers and notebooks private to the angel until he found a business card. Ivory and simple, the card directed the reader to an obstetrician named Dr. Lailah Galvan in San Francisco. She ran a clinic with a trademarked name design that suspiciously resembled a pair of angel wings cradling a newborn baby.

“You sure I should call?”

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Justine Siegemund (1636-1705)

Art by Katya Granger (tumblr)

Although Justine never had children herself, she educated herself in obstetrics and began practicing as a midwife in 1659.  Justine began her career by offering her services for free to poor women.  Eventually she rose to prominence served as court midwife to the House of Hohenzollern (Brandenburg-Prussia).  Justine is said to have delivered almost 6,200 infants during the course of her career.

In 1690, Justine published The Court Midwife, the first medical text written by a woman in German.*  Formatted as a dialogue between Justine and a student named Christina, the book detailed solutions to problems such as shoulder presentation and a hemorrhaging placenta previa.  It also included embryological and anatomical engravings by Regnier de Graaf and Govard Bidloo.  The Court Midwife was published six more times in German between 1708 and 1756, although it was not published in English until 2007.

*Louise Bourgeois Boursier’s obstetrics textbook was translated into German, but written in French.