@FilipidesE En el último mir se han ofertado 6 veces más plazas de trauma que de plástica :) y los plásticos no hacen solo reasignación de género,por ejemplo también ayudan a pacientes con quemaduras graves o mastectomías por cáncer. Deja de hacer el ridículo.
Las operaciones de cambio de sexo en la sanidad pública han crecido un 810% desde 2016.
Las listas de espera para una rodilla llevan año tras año en récord histórico.
No es un juicio moral. Es una pregunta sobre cómo se asignan los recursos en un sistema con capacidad finita.
Incluso en centros de recuperación con personal formado y minimizando el contacto la mayoría de cérvidos se mueren y más si lo estás sobando como si fuera un puto dibujo animado y no un bicho de verdad
El Madrid que se está construyendo parece pensado para turistas, brunches, Airbnbs y franquicias
Mientras proliferan Starbucks, Honest Greens y el ocio “family friendly”, la música en directo y el ocio nocturno real se ven cada vez más afectados: conciertos limitados por volumen, salas y clubs cerrando, menos espacio para la cultura de verdad.
Ayer Camellos tocaron en San Isidro prácticamente atados de pies y manos por las restricciones de sonido. No es un caso aislado.
Yo mismo perdí mi trabajo programando conciertos al aire libre en Mercado de Motores por el miedo constante a “molestar” a "vecinos"
Madrid presume de cultura mientras vacía la ciudad de cultura real.
Si no consideras los factores ambientales en la epidemiología,sobre todo de enfermedades crónicas habituales como diabetes o problemas cardiovasculares,y no entiendes q estos factores están condicionados por la clase social entre otros,eres muy mal médico
I don’t agree. A PhD student should not prioritize work-life balance.
Getting to do a PhD is a privilege. You are paid to think. There is no pressure for you to be economically useful. It is a unique opportunity to push the boundaries of human knowledge and produce something ground breaking.
And nothing great ever happens without complete devotion. Look at everything that moved and shaped the world. Every single person who created anything meaningful, in science, in arts, in music, in movies, devoted their lives to their craft.
Extraordinary outcomes require extraordinary inputs and some degree of sacrifice. Sure, have work-life balance during your PhD. But be content a mediocre outcome.
I don’t think people were meant to be bombarded with so much stimulus all the time. A grocery store with carts rattling, and the worst top 40 songs from the last 25 years blaring, all while bathed in fluorescent light, is a very unpleasant environment. If people need to listen to a playlist or a podcast to get through it without raising their blood pressure, I think that’s fine.
En anestesia no me hablaron mal ni una vez que no había un ketaminazo de emergencia en la mesa y casi se nos despierta el caballo en la resi cosa q ponía en riesgo nuestra vida,la del caballo y los millones q cuesta la reso. Si eres gilipollas no es pq sea una situación delicada
Si dejáramos de poner excusas de mierda cuando los sanitarios más senior tratan como el culo a sus junior/estudiantes/residentes el mundo sería un lugar mucho más bonito
Hay gente que se piensa que los problemas de quirófano en situaciones de estrés se resuelven intraoperatoriamente con un poquito de team cohesion y peer-to-peer recognition como si fuera una puta startup. Está con un pulmón abierto, no sé qué coño esperas.
la premisa de la temporada nueva de euphoria: son todas putas
(excepto la que es drogadicta que, como es lesbiana, es lo mismo que un hombre entonces se va a transformar en proxeneta)
((y después está la que es medio virgen por eso le ponemos estas camisitas ves?)
🌱 No hay que elegir entre ecologismo y libertad.
Este libro defiende que proteger el medioambiente es compatible con la libertad individual, el crecimiento económico y la prosperidad.
Ayer me compré vasitos en el Primark y el Carrefour de los que tienen dibujito de pegatina fuera
Hace poco me compré un test de detectar plomo por lo que pasó en el Tiger asi que aqui van las pruebas:
🌸Vaso de flores: Carrefour TIENE PLOMO
🍓Vaso de fresas: Carrefour no tiene plomo
🪻Mini vaso de flores: Primark no tiene plomo
La gente con carrera investigadora real pasa por un predoc de 4 años q para conseguir beca tienes q pelear a muerte y varios postdocs encadenando contratos de pocos años, mientras alguien q publica una mierda de teología cada 4 años es catedrática de políticas
AI slop prose cannot compete against my writing style of overly academic, mixed with terminally online slang and the awkward phrasing of a non-native english speaker, which is why AI is bad
The following is a true story from my life, which is related to the contents of this article in The Guardian:
In July 2009, I hiked part of the Grand Canyon with an ex-girlfriend, who I will call Sara. Sara and I were both in our 20s, and we were accompanied by four high school-aged relatives/friends. The plan was to head off early in the AM to hike the 10 miles down, stay over night at the bottom, and then hike the 10 miles up the next day.
During the hike down, Sara's walking was slow, and she was pre-occupied with taking nature photos at every possible opportunity. Her slow walking was a problem because, although we started early, it was July and the sun was starting to beat down on us--something that would only becoming progressively worse with more time on the trail. As I recall, everyone in the group recognised Sara's slow walking as a problem. Everyone but Sara understood that we needed to get to the bottom of the Canyon sooner rather than later, because we were in the sun doing strenuous exercise, and we didn't have endless supplies of water. It was also the first time any of us had hiked the Grand Canyon.
Sara continued her slow walking and picture taking. At multiple points, we offered to carry Sara's bag for her so that her load would be lighter and she could walk more easily. Sara refused to give up her bag. She wanted to prove that she could do the hike without help.
If my memory is correct, around the 5 mile mark, the group decided to split up. I stayed with Sara, and the high schoolers went on ahead of us, walking at their "fast" (i.e., appropriate) pace.
Sara continued to walk slow, and signs of extreme fatigue / heat exhaustion were setting in. Sara became unwell physically and mentally. Again, I offered to carry her bag for her. Again, she refused.
Though I was fit, I was also starting to feel unwell. In fact, I don't think I've ever felt that close to health exhaustion in my life. I was also not in a good place.
Making matters worse, we ran out of water, and there were no water stations for the remainder of the hike. The key reason that why we ran out of water was Sara's slow walking, which continued to expose to the sun. Moreover, when we ran out of water, we weren't even close to the end. As I recall, we were still about 2-3 miles away from the end when we ran out of water, and we didn't even know where the end was because we were unfamiliar with the trail. Also, by that time, there wasn't a single soul left on the trail--no one walking down or up. We were alone. It was an awful experience. At one point, Sara had basically given up; she sat down in the middle of the path and wouldn't move. Eventually, perhaps through motivational efforts, Sara continued walking and we got to the end.
When we got to the bottom, the high schoolers told us that they were so worried about us that were thinking about calling a rescue party to look for us.
We slept over night at the bottom and then hiked the 10 miles back up the next day. Remarkably, after all that, Sara still would not allow anyone to carry her bag on the way up. Sneakily, when she was not looking, we would take things out of her bag to lighten her load.
Bottom line: Sara's stubbornness, her desire to prove how strong and independent she was, her lack of adequate fitness, and her unwillingness to listen to people who understood nature, physiology, and physical fitness better than her, almost killed her...and me. She caused the high schoolers significant distress, and had they stayed with us, she might have also put them at increased health risk.
During the hike, Sara exhibited a set of behaviors that I wanted nothing to do with moving forward.
The "alpine divorce" can work in both directions but for different reasons.