If you carry one thing with you today, let it be this: you are beautiful, you matter, and you are loved.
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“Disability” is an umbrella term which encompasses physical disabilities, emotional/psychiatric disabilities, neurodivergence, intellectual/developmental disabilities, sensory disabilities, invisible disabilities, and more. You do not have to have an official diagnosis to consider yourself disabled.
Mask up, love one another, and stay alive for one more week.
My treatment guide book thing that is supposed to be used by students working at the hospital has like a “This would work but don’t do it” section of a lot of diseases, and for the somatic diseases its kinda funny, it’s basically stuff like giving patients alcohol, cigarettes or illicit drugs for treatment purposes. (Theres also some real treatments with the caveat of “You’re not yet qualified to do it” stuff)
The psychiatric portion is a horror show though because it’s basically just explaining chemical restraints and how to gaslight a patient.
Given how often the terrible things happen, it does make me wonder if I could get my doctor to score me a speedball and a vodka.