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I’m almost done with EMT school, and I can verify this 100%. We don’t give a shit what you’ve taken or how illegal it may be. We want to know what and how much so we can save your ass. Unless its directly related to a crime scene in some way, we don’t tell.
It makes me enraged and also deeply saddened that the police state has become so entwined with every aspect of our lives that people are afraid to tell the truth to people trying to render them with emergency care. We’ve broken ourselves.
Boost because everyone should know!!!
My uncle was an EMT and I can verify this is true.
It’s a hundred percent true the only time police will be involved Is if you have endangered the lives of another adult or child. Until that happens you will not get in trouble, your life means more to a doctor than the mistakes you made to put yourself in that position
Beyond the legal concerns, I know some of the people at my school are embarrassed to admit things to EMS workers (because they feel like an idiot for drinking too much or mixing drugs and don’t want to admit that they fucked up, I guess). Listen very closely: I guarantee any EMS worker has seen weirder shit than you. I guarantee it. The EMT or paramedic isn’t going to judge you for being an idiot, okay? They want to make sure you live through whatever mess you ended up in, that’s their priority, that’s their job. Tell them the truth. ALWAYS.
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(Source: leftist-daily-reminders, via academicfeminist)
YES.
I once saw someone point out something I hadn’t really considered before- libraries are one of the only places that are warm and dry where you can stay for long periods of time if you have no money. If you’re someone with nowhere to go during the daytime, they provide a safe environment in which to keep a roof over your head for a while- and all while you can access information.
So yes. This.
It’s weird…libraries almost feel /wrong/ now. It’s like I walk in and think “This is great…where do I put my money?”
(Source: mysharona1987, via cthulhu-with-a-fez)
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where a grad student becomes a supervillain for extra credit since their doctoral committee is lowkey three of the city’s supervillains. and they meet the hero who is cute and charming and idealistic. and damn, extra credit is so not worth this. but damn, grad school is expensive and the job market is competitive
“there’s good in you”
“i really think all that’s in me at this point is ramen, red bull and spite”
(via cthulhu-with-a-fez)
Just letting y’all know I’ve scrolled past that “reblog or your mom will die in x amount of seconds” post several times and nothings happened. She’s fine. Don’t worry about it. I promise nothing will happen to your mother if you don’t reblog it. Fuck the person who made that post in the first place because it’s just cruel and does nothing but play around with people’s anxiety.
(via starwarsisgay)