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studyblr, you’re nearly as hard to keep up with as second year.
for real though. all huji filters aside, i take such pride in each element of this picture. i took it the night before i began my first day of placement just two weeks of shifts ago and not to sound dramatic but this experience is life changing.
week two began on monday just gone and i had one of the most intense and humbling weeks of my life. i’ve met with the law, with consultant psychiatrists, with med students and of course nurses to name but a few of the professions, but the people i don’t think i’ll ever be able to forget are the patients. patients who have been five years younger than me, my own age or a couple of years older than me. when i put on my uniform in the morning, i’m put into a position where i have to act professional around these people, and it’s tough. i have to remind myself that they are sick people and they’re in hospital to get better, i have to pull myself away from them to stop myself from crying because their stories are so raw and because i haven’t reached that level of professionalism yet and i have to stop myself from treating them as my friends because i know if i do i’ll take their pain home with me.
*trigger warning - self harm and suicide*
my love for this job increased ten fold over the past two weeks. i felt like a nurse and i was treated and trusted as a nurse. i ran to a panic alarm where a patient was threatening to kill his nurse - i didn’t think bad of him because i’ve learned that’s what mental illness can do to people. i sat in on a psychiatrists review of patient and felt nothing but hatred for him as he interrogated the patient to the point of tears and i dressed a 21 year olds wrists with tears in my eyes as he explained to me how had he been a couple of millimetres to the other side he would not be alive right now.
it’s on this placement that i’m grateful to for my friends, that i’m grateful for my health and that i’m grateful for peoples trust.
take care of yourselves friends x
A new project “flowers from inside my head” in one shot.
The flowers are MRI scans!!
Don’t quit, do it.
Today I’ll be reading some papers, meet with our research group and go to my lecture for psychodynamic consultation. It’s going to be a very productive day! Also; isn’t @emmastudies her October wallpaper the prettiest?

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Today was kind of an exciting day, well, to me at least - I registered for second year in college!
As I said before I’m going to try and make more of an effort with this account, so with the day that’s in it I thought I’d share a bit about what second year is gonna look like.
So here’s the clinical and theoretical planner for every nursing student in my college. It basically gives us a rough idea of when we’re in college, placement and when our exams are, which is nice to know before we even begin.
When I go back to college on the 10th of September I have two theory weeks before starting 8 weeks of placement again, crazy, right?!
For my four first four weeks I will be working on an acute psychiatric admissions unit. It’s basically a 40 bed, short-stay, inpatient unit where people are admitted if they are experiencing extreme mental distress - illnesses can differ from first episodes of psychosis, severe depression, suicidal ideation and mania to name a few. I’m really looking forward to this placement, as it’s one of the places in psychiatry where you can see someone go from being so unwell to leaving the hospital within the space of a few days to a couple of weeks.
For my second four weeks of placement I will be getting experience in a general hospital setting - on a surgical ward. I would say that I’m equally as excited as I am nervous for these shifts. I’ve heard from older students that general nurses sometimes give the psych students a hard time purely because the general setting is not something we’re used to, which is the main reason why I’m nervous, but at the same time it’s only for four weeks and if I really end up hating it I’ll never have to work in a general hospital again - happy days! On the other hand though, I’m really excited for the surgical experience. When the idea of nursing popped into my head about four years ago I had my heart set on general nursing with a specialisation in theatre nursing, so I guess those four weeks are gonna let me have a glimpse into what that path would have been like.
My partner in studyblr crime @bev-erly said we were gonna do this damn thing and that it wouldn’t be pretty and welp - she was right, but I am enjoying this and I’m looking forward to future posts.
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ALLOW ME TO REINTRODUCE MYSELF….
what up I’m Bev I’m 18 and I never fucking learned how to read … just kidding all I do is read, I mean look at these sweet sweet summer reads.
I’m making my grand return to studyblr after my failed attempt earlier in the year, you all have the gentle nudging of @serenas-psychstudies to thank for me clogging up your dash again. But we said we’d do this damn thing! Together! Never said it would be pretty though!
Before we go a few things y'all should know about me:
Barring any massive educational disasters these next 7 days or so, I’m about to be a first year pharmacy student whoop whoop #drugs
I’m a freelance writer and mainly write my pieces on topics like mental illness, socioeconomic class, and educational access in disadvantaged areas.
When I’m not writing serious stuff and being an #activist I also dabble in stand up comedy, and have spent the summer bulking up my material.
Lastly I’m a massive science nerd particularly regarding anything to do with genetics, vaccinations (do it fools) and linear algebra .
Hopefully I’ll stick to it this time ( ha ha Bev aren’t u supposed to have ocd u should really be more organised) and I look forward to the #interactions on the dash.
Can I call this an update even though I only have 9 followers!?
The fact that I’ve been debating on how to even introduce this post is proof enough that I would be absolutely no good whatsoever at being a hardcore studyblr (let’s not even go there with the picture).
I honestly can’t even remember how long it’s been since my first post here, maybe eight or nine months? Which is crazy to me because since then I’ve finished my second semester (first year) of college as a student mental health nurse, and something that’s even crazier to me is that I finished with first! So to celebrate my results I’ve been completely glued to studyblr and “study with me” videos on YouTube and they’re honestly getting my ass so ready for second year. I decided with just a bit over a month before college starts back I should start making some kind of effort to prepare, which resulted in my few purchases in the above picture. The back to college prep this year is gonna be small, mainly for two reasons: 1) I’m such a bitch for Apple products and spending the majority of four months scrolling through studyblr did not do wonders for my bank account, to say the least. I caved in and bought the new 2018 iPad and the Apple Pencil to go along with it. I have fallen so in love with them both and I’m so excited to start the new semester with my new gadgets. And the second reason being that I only have two weeks in college until I go out on clinical practice which is absolutely terrifying but so exciting at the same time.
Anyways, this post was not meant to be half as long as it is, but basically let’s just call the last one a practice run and start for real from here. I hope I’ll start posting on here more frequently when I go back to college in September with some posts about clinical experiences and some photos of notes, now that I have notability to make them pretty. But for now, I’m gonna ponder on what my next post will be and hopefully it won’t be eight months in the making!
A nurse has heart attack and describes what she felt like when having one
I am an ER nurse and this is the best description of this event that I have ever heard.
FEMALE HEART ATTACKS
I was aware that female heart attacks are different, but this is description is so incredibly visceral that I feel like I have an entire new understanding of what it feels like to be living the symptoms on the inside. Women rarely have the same dramatic symptoms that men have… you know, the sudden stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest & dropping to the floor the we see in movies. Here is the story of one woman’s experience with a heart attack:
"I had a heart attack at about 10:30 PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that one would suspect might have brought it on. I was sitting all snugly & warm on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, ‘A-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped up. A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of indigestion, when you’ve been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like you’ve swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is most uncomfortable. You realize you shouldn’t have gulped it down so fast and needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten its progress down to the stomach. This was my initial sensation–the only trouble was that I hadn’t taken a bite of anything since about 5:00 p.m.
After it seemed to subside, the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasms), gaining speed as they continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses rhythmically when administering CPR). This fascinating process continued on into my throat and branched out into both jaws. 'AHA!! NOW I stopped puzzling about what was happening – we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of the signals of an MI happening, haven’t we? I said aloud to myself and the cat, Dear God, I think I’m having a heart attack! I lowered the foot rest dumping the cat from my lap, started to take a step and fell on the floor instead. I thought to myself, If this is a heart attack, I shouldn’t be walking into the next room where the phone is or anywhere else… but, on the other hand, if I don’t, nobody will know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in a moment.
I pulled myself up with the arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialed the Paramedics… I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building under the sternum and radiating into my jaws. I didn’t feel hysterical or afraid, just stating the facts. She said she was sending the Paramedics over immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to un-bolt the door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came in. I unlocked the door and then laid down on the floor as instructed and lost consciousness, as I don’t remember the medics coming in, their examination, lifting me onto a gurney or getting me into their ambulance, or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way, but I did briefly awaken when we arrived and saw that the radiologist was already there in his surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the ambulance. He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like 'Have you taken any medications?’) but I couldn’t make my mind interpret what he was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by side stints to hold open my right coronary artery.
I know it sounds like all my thinking and actions at home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes before calling the paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before the call, and both the fire station and St Jude are only minutes away from my home, and my Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and the procedure) and installing the stents. Why have I written all of this to you with so much detail? Because I want all of you who are so important in my life to know what I learned first hand.
1. Be aware that something very different is happening in your body, not the usual men’s symptoms but inexplicable things happening (until my sternum and jaws got into the act). It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI because they didn’t know they were having one and commonly mistake it as indigestion, take some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and go to bed, hoping they’ll feel better in the morning when they wake up… which doesn’t happen. My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING is unpleasantly happening that you’ve not felt before. It is better to have a 'false alarm’ visitation than to risk your life guessing what it might be! 2. Note that I said 'Call the Paramedics.’ And if you can take an aspirin. Ladies, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE! Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER - you are a hazard to others on the road. Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding and looking anxiously at what’s happening with you instead of the road. Do NOT call your doctor – he doesn’t know where you live and if it’s at night you won’t reach him anyway, and if it’s daytime, his assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics. He doesn’t carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved! The Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP. Your Dr. will be notified later. 3. Don’t assume it couldn’t be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count. Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause of an MI (unless it’s unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood pressure). MIs are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things up in there. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let’s be careful and be aware. The more we know the better chance we could survive to tell the tale.“
Reblog, repost, Facebook, tweet, pin, email, morse code, fucking carrier pigeon this to save a life! I wish I knew who the author was. I’m definitely not the OP, actually think it might be an old chain email or even letter from back in the day. The version I saw floating around Facebook ended with "my cardiologist says mail this to 10 friends, maybe you’ll save one!” And knew this was way too interesting not to pass on.

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10 Angry College Tips For Incoming Freshmen
(I finished my freshman year this spring with a 4.0 GPA, an off-campus research internship, and three professors contacting me suggesting that I apply for a fulbright scholarship. These tips aren’t coming out of my ass.)
1. LISTEN TO ME WHEN I SAY THIS: YOU DO NOT NEED TO “GET INVOLVED” IN STUPID CLUBS IF YOU DON’T ENJOY THEM. Hear “get involved! :)” for the 1000th time and just barf in your mouth a little and move on. If you work hard and get good grades, and socialize with people on campus when you have free time (it comes more naturally than you think) YOU WILL. BE. FINE. Actually better than fine. You’ll have time to get a real job/internship, which by the way, is what the real world wants to see you prioritizing. Moral of the story: Only join clubs if they help your personality thrive and feel healthy. Don’t do them because you feel pressured.
2. DON’T TAKE SHIT FROM A N Y O N E. I know you’re trying to fit in and take the stance of trying to make everyone happy to make sure you’ll have plenty of friends. But you have to realize that you literally just met these people, and they just met you. If they create an uncomfortable environment for you that makes college harder to cope with, get them the fuck out of your life. Ain’t nobody got time for people’s high school-ass drama.
3. SKIP YOUR CLASSES SOMETIMES. If you really have your shit together, it won’t matter. Your school will say the amount of skips you can get away with before it harms your grade. Use. Them.
4. BECOME THE MASTER OF WRITING ESSAYS IN ONE NIGHT. You will have to. I’m telling you right the fuck now. And you can get an A, if you work your lil ass off. I’ve done it many times.
5. DON’T CARE FOR EVEN 1 SECOND WHAT OTHER PEOPLE THINK OF YOU. If you wanna wear sweats and no makeup, do it. If you want to dress up and take time to put on makeup, do it. If you want to stay away from partying, do it. If you want to party, have a good ass time. If anyone has enough time to judge you, they need to be studying harder or getting a hobby. Make yourself comfortable and happy as fuck and enjoy your time in college worry-free.
6. BE THE ASSHOLE WITH A TABLET OR LAPTOP IN LECTURE. You won’t have time to copy it all down. You’ll be miserable. Just trust me. I know studies say its more effective to write stuff down for memory, but, write them out later or something. Learned that one the hard way.
7. DON’T REWRITE YOUR NOTES IF IT DOESN’T HELP YOU STUDY. If you know doing that doesn’t help you memorize, don’t do it, period. Or, if you have a collossal asston of notes (like I did) it isn’t even worth rewriting them all in the first place. I’ve fallen down that hole and lost motivation and time. Just reread them or make flashcards or whatever. Study for effectiveness, not aesthetic.
8. BE PREPARED FOR LAB TO GO THE “WHOLE TIME.” Yah, you’re gonna see 3 hours on that brand-shiny-new schedule of yours and be like there’s no way it’ll go that long, right? LOL about that. Just mentally brace yourself. Eat and drink beforehand for the love of god we don’t need hangry people handling chemicals.
9. COMMUTING DOESN’T MAKE YOU A LONER. Just. No. If you live close to campus, are comfortable with commuting, and know you’ll save yourself MAJOR debt by doing it, do it and don’t feel a fucking ounce of guilt about it. It’ll be some early mornings, but your fresh out of college broke ass will thank you, and you’ll use your time more effectively. (Plus you get a non grimy shower like??)
10. LOVE YOUR NEW FINE ASS SELF. College is a fresh start. Put energy into who you have always wanted to be. And don’t compromise that out of social anxiety and embarrassment. You’ll be happy and thank yourself if you step out of your comfort zone to be the person you’ve always had in mind.
A FUCKTON OF ACCURACY IN THIS POST
YOUNGINS LISTEN TO THIS WISE-ASS ELDER.
So I was doing some research on common medications for a pharmacology class at school, and realized that Wikipedia is calling out the outrageous practices of pharmacological sales in the US. Right up there in the main intro to the medication they’re showing how much the drug costs to produce, versus how much a typical course of treatment costs in the USA.
Amoxicillin, a front line antibiotic, typically taken at one pill per day. 10 pills cost between 0.20 and 0.50 USD to produce, marked up at up to 80 times the price in the US.
Salbutamol, AKA an asthma puffer, on the World Health Organization’s List of Essential Medicines (considered to be the most important basic medications needed to be stocked by a pharmacy/hospital), a life saving medication.
How about oxygen? A tank of oxygen, used as a basic treatment for everything from low blood oxygen to respiratory failure to maintaining oxygen while administering anesthesia for an operation?
Epinephrine/adrenaline, AKA an epipen, given to people having a type of severe allergic reaction called anaphylaxis, where their airways swell and close up. A person in anaphylaxis will die without epinephrine/adrenaline. Costs at most $0.95 to produce, and they’re sold for $70 at the absolute cheapest for a single vial.
Naloxone/Narcan, used to stop an opioid overdose. $5.30, at most, to produce. $4500 to buy.
Bisoprolol/Zebeta, given for high blood pressure, angina (chest pain), and heart failure, sold at over 1000% it costs to produce.
The combined birth control pill, ethinylestradiol/levonorgestrel.
Also, just so you’re aware, as of late Mat 2018, 1.80 GBP is 2.40 USD. For a three month supply of the pill. The same amount could cost you 150 USD in the United States.
The MMR vaccine, given to prevent mumps, measles, and rubella - diseases that could leave you deaf, blind, infertile.
Casual reminder that the for-pay medical system is vicious and morally bankrupt.
Emtricitabine/tenofovir is PrEP (Pre-Exposure Prophylaxis), the daily pill you can take to protect yourself from HIV. But the people in the US who need it most struggle to access it because of price gouging by its manufacturer, Gilead Sciences.
Seven bucks vs $1415. More than 200 times.
30.12.2017 // revisiting some of my organic chem notes from the start of the year
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Hi Studyblr!
I spent most of today cleaning up my room and organising my desk before the new year arrives. I’ve only got a few days of this site under my belt but I joined with the hopes of getting some motivation and inspiration for the semester ahead (and with some gentle persuasion from my good friend @bev-erly).
Before I get too carried away, my name is Serena, I’m 19 and I am a first year student psychiatric/mental health nurse studying here in Ireland.
For as long as I can remember, I have been fascinated with all things medical and healthcare related, and so, I decided to pursue nursing this year. I chose psychiatric nursing as I believe the stigma surrounding mental health is far too great for the time in which we live. I will try my best in alleviating the stigma for those around me and for the patients I have and will treat. Having lost friends and parents of friends to suicide the topic of mental health is still as taboo as ever among my family. If, by choosing this career path, I can strike up a conversation about mental health with my family, I believe that will be more rewarding than getting my degree will ever be.
Anyway, that’s enough about me for now. The motivation and inspiration from joining this site has already kicked in! So here’s a picture of my newly tidied desk and some reading on mental illnesses to keep my brain from turning to mush until next semester arrives.

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My first attempt at digital notes! These notes are from the book Abnormal Psychology 12th edition, DSM 5 Update. This is a homework for Abnormal Psychology, where my partner and I have to make handouts for the entire class on Schizophrenia. What do you guys think?
I’m not aiming for excellence. I’m not aiming to change or save the world. I’m merely aiming to help just someone, because then all of this would be worth while, even if it is just one person.
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