BK

This error was quickly addressed by the National Weather Service & the correction was picked up by the news: 

Of course, Trump couldn’t handle being corrected by meteorologists on the fucking weather so:

As someone who took two years of meteorology let me just say that a big concern regards mass panic when issuing weather alerts and warnings. You don’t want people unnecessarily leaving - jamming up the roads or putting themselves at risk (sometimes the safest thing to do is to stay put esp. if the roads are at risk of flooding), you don’t want confusion, and you definitely don’t want people to lose confidence in the weather warnings where they no longer take them seriously. And it doesn’t really help the cause when the fucking president of the country can’t issue a simple correction that HE WAS WRONG because of his fragile fucking ego.

Pain scale? More like pain in the booty. No two people seem to read it the same way, and chronic folks tend to downplay their pain.

So here’s an idea: when asked to rate your pain, provide a number to rate your distress levels in addition to your pain levels.

Some examples:

“I’m at a 5 on the pain scale, but my distress is basically a 1 because this is my usual.”

“I’m at a 3 on the pain scale, but my distress is a 7 because this is new pain and affects a part of my body that’s very important to my work.”

unless you count my landlord texting me on Tuesday to tell me they’d be back that morning (they weren’t), then telling me after the washing machine debacle that they’d be back next week.

literally the first thing I said was “ARE YOU HERE TO FIX THE WASHING MACHINE?”

If only I’d thought of the right words

I wouldn’t be breaking apart

All my pictures of you  (The Cure - Pictures of you)

(but is he willing to destroy even her last pic?)