me, a canadian, talking to an american who’s sick or hurt: have you tried—no wait that costs money for you… what about—no no, that costs you money too, doesn’t it? …god, that’s absolutely fucking nonsense, eh? what do they expect you to do??? die????????
True things I have seen working in one aspect or other of health care for the past decade in America:
In the ER: is this as a result of a car accident, workplace accident, or something else? It matters, because we bill different people for each.
In the pharmacy: so your total today for your one medication is $238.43. Yes we ran it through insurance. That’s the *copay*.
In the pharmacy again: that medicine your doctor says you need for your heart/blood pressure/breathing isn’t covered by your insurance so uh talk to your doctor I guess or pay $800 out of pocket every month?
In the psych ward: right so patient A is still suicidal but their insurance says they’ve been here four days so the insurance isn’t gonna pay any more. Uh. Let them go, I guess?
In the hospital: right well so we did treat your illness but the HOSPITAL is in network with your insurance but the doctor who saw you isn’t you owe us $15,000. (Patient: I got two Tylenol. Hospital: oh shit we forgot to bill for that. $15,320 please)
But single payer health care is socialism. And that’s the worst ever.
They have an excellent series on emergency room costs.
Btw, anyone else struck by how bizarre it is that “if you cannot afford a lawyer one will be provided to you” but if you cannot afford a doctor, well fuck you then.
I live in America and even I wonder how I’m still alive ¯_(ツ)_/¯
Today I went to enter a script for ranitidine. The patient’s copay was over $60.
He could buy it off the shelf as an OTC – same strength – for $25.
Sure that makes sense. (I didn’t enter the script in the end, I just handed him the cheaper box)
The people in charge want sick and poor people dead, and this is the less messy way of doing it
They’ve just rewritten their eugenics as the ‘free market’ and now it’s sacrosanct
Hello there! I hope you’re having a great day~ First of all, I apologize for being a little bit absent these last weeks. I’ve been busy working on commissions but I tried on giving me a chance for doing some things. One of those things was this collab I worked with my dear Kellen Hakuen these weeks.
For this collaboration, we chose a song of a Mexican singer named Alejandro Fernández, named “Mátalas” (”Kill them”) (Link of the song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GjVa2o8-WnI . If the link doesn’t work, go to Youtube > Mátalas – Alejandro Fernández > ENJOY~ ), and we tried to represent a “Falling-in-love Process” with Hiro and Miguel with the help of Marco de la Cruz and Hiro’s friends. Kellen wrote a one shot and I did a comic.
Actually the song is in Spanish but thanks to my friend Axureé Rheeid who helped me on translating the lyrics into English you can know what the song is talking about. (ACTUALLY, the lyrics are all Marco’s dialogues (the chibi mariachi who is singing around)
MÁTALAS (Kill them) – ALEJANDRO FERNÁNDEZ
(ENGLISH TRANSLATION)
Friend, what’s the matter, you’re crying
It surely must be for women’s snubs
There are no blows more lethal for men
Than the cries and disdains of those beings
Friend I’m going to give you a good advice
If you want to enjoy their pleasures
Get a gun if you so want
Or buy a dagger if so you prefer
And become a women killer
Kill them
With an overdose of tenderness
Suffocate them with kisses and sweetness
Infect them with all of your nonsenses
Kill them
With flowers, with songs, don’t fail them
Because there’s no woman in this world
Who can resist those courtesies
Wake them up with a serenade
Without it being a special day bring them flowers
It doesn’t matter if she’s the worst ingrate of them all
sometimes i think i miss high school and then..this is pretty accurate
one time i was in class in middle school and i was eating a beef jerky slim jim and the teacher said “stop eating that unless you have enough to share” so i pulled out a box of 200 slim jims (from costco of course) and the teacher fucking confiscated it.
side note: perfect example of “is that your real objection?”
like, heimdall saw that shit right? odin comes back through the bifrost and heimdall is just “…………….”
heimdall: that’s a baby
odin: yes! he’s my son! ………..loki. i’m going to dress him in green and black, because that worked great last time
or odin comes back and is trying to figure out, how to play it, and heimdall and frigga are just waiting for him and completely deadpan
frigga: ah, husband! you have returned from war in time to meet your newborn son. who i had. after being pregnant. secretly.
odin: what
frigga:
heimdall:
loki: *baby noises*
odin: right
honestly, i just need heimdall going up to frigga like “you won’t believe what your husband just did”
odin: he’s a replacement for the child I had to lock away in the shadow realm.
heimdall:
odin: I’ll do better by this one. I know I will.
heimdall:
heimdall: You mean Frigga will.
Odin: Please can we keep it? It’s cute and changes colours and smiles at my empty eye socket. I promise I’ll take care of it I’ll feed it every week and I’ll dress it in green and black and I’ll teach it to throw knives and it will be great!
Heimdall: Frigga, he stole a baby. Say something.
THIS IS THE BEST THING
I like to imagine Frigga visiting Heimdall and they have tea and gossip about how much a mess Odin is.
Hiemdall: *plopping into Friggas parlour and already reaching for the cup Frigga is passing him* Lemme tell you what wild shit your sons are doing in Alfhiem
Hiemdall rollerblading into the throne room this week with sunglasses and a piña coloda: Your Majesty, you’re not going to fucking believe this stuff your son brought back from Midgard.
Frigga, iceskating down the bifrost with three bottles of tequila wearing a mini cape from a midgardian children’s dracula costume: Heimdall, my good bitch, I have news.
i genuinely hope anyone ages 13-15 on this website (or, god forbid, younger) stays safe and keeps their private information secure and really private
please, if you’re really young on tumblr, try not to get swept up in the discourse and the tremendous amount of arguing with strangers that goes on here. i know you probably feel mature for your age but this website, like, really psychologically affects youth, and i encourage you to be cautious about your interactions with people on here
please, kiddos, stay safe
additionally, for my young, non-adult followers,
depression memes about wanting to die aren’t a healthy coping mechanism and can lead to worsening symptoms of your own mental health if overindulged in
you are not garbage. or trash. i know these terms are popular on here, but you shouldn’t be calling yourself that. you have everything you need inside of you to become your best self, even if it’s hard to see that
seriously, really don’t trust adults who want to date you. don’t trust adults who call you hot, flirt with you, ask you sexual questions, or ask you for nudes. (that last one is VERY illegal, also, please get help from a trusted non-creepy adult if this happens to you)
the opinions of complete strangers who aren’t interacting with you typically aren’t worth it. move on, use the block button. it’s not worth engaging with people who are going to make you feel awful or unsafe
take breaks from tumblr if it’s getting really stressful for you. talk to friends if you’ve got em, play a videogame or do whatever it is that can take your mind off the massive amounts of Hell on this website
recovery is good. it’s really, really good. if you’re having mental health issues, please seek out help if you can, or ask a trusted adult or friend for guidance. you are not alone. don’t let this website make you feel like you are
Honestly, this music video is Roger Rabbit level of animation-real world intergration. Look at the fucking light reflecting the color of the wheels onto the sidewalk here.
wouldn’t it be cool if sylvia rivera or marsha p. johnson were still alive and you could see what kind of activism they were doing now, and support it, and follow them on social media?
“It sure would!”
Gosh, imaginary reader, I agree! And you know what?
MISS MAJOR IS *ALSO* A TRANS WOMAN OF COLOR WHO WAS AT STONEWALL, AND SHE’S STILL ALIVE AND AMAZING AND I ALMOST NEVER SEE ANYBODY MENTION HER
And yes, that’s her Instagram, @missmajor1. (Image is her holding issue 1 of The September Issues, open to a picture of herself; caption mentions that it “has a feature on House of GGs (and me)”. And yes, you can look her up on Facebook under Miss Major Griffin-Gracy, and she even follows back 😮
(Screenshot of her Facebook page. Her header is a picture of Ursula (who was based on legendary drag queen Divine) with the text “my dears – I have reached my Facebook friend limit so please ‘like’ my public page: www.Facebook.com/MissMajorGriffinGracy and I will catch up with you there.” It also mentions that she lives in Little Rock, Arkansas, where she retired after living in Oakland, CA. In addition to the sites mentioned here, it also listed missmajorfilm.com and tgijp.org.)
Looks like she’s even on Twitter, @immissmajor.
From missmajor.net:
“Miss Major is a veteran of the Stonewall Rebellion and a survivor of Attica State Prison, a former sex worker, an elder, and a community leader and human rights activist.
Miss Major’s personal story and activism for transgender civil rights intersects LGBT struggles for justice and equality from the 1960s to today. At the center of her activism is her fierce advocacy for her girls, trans women of color who have survived police brutality and incarceration in men’s jails and prisons.
Miss Major is formerly the long-time executive director of the San Francisco-based Transgender Gender-Variant Intersex Justice Project (TGIJP), which advocates for trans women of color in and outside of prison. She is also the subject of a new documentary feature film currently showing around the country, MAJOR!”
She even has a GoFundMe, where people make one-time or recurring monthly donations to support this activist legend through her retirement:
