more notes: batshit means CRAAAZY. but rat shit is poop. if something is shit, it's bad, but if it's THE shit, it's good. eating shit is ew. but if someone just ate shit, they fell on the ground. no shit? = for real? yeah no shit = duh!!!

During EMT training I got taught the following about trans patients:

"Sometimes you find you're going to need a different catheter size than you expected. When that happens, go get the right catheter."

That was literally it. (Aside from a sentence or two that boiled down to "if you have a problem with that, stop having a problem with that.")

personally i think it would be funny enough for the EMTs to waste a couple minutes looking around for where my penis got flung out of the car crash that im fine with the delay

Every time I have been in the hospital for a procedure where I will be naked (including at the ER when I thought I had internal bleeding), I have disclosed to the staff I was trans and they just looked at me as if I had just told them to note my favorite Pokémon on my chart.

At my first colonoscopy, one of the nurses literally said (in a friendly, non-chalant manner), "ok, cool, but we're not interested in that particular hole today".

“Pratchett went back to older throwaway jokes (like dwarves being apparently unisex) and used them as metaphors to discuss social change, racial assimilation, and other complex issues, while reexamining the species he’d thrown in at the margins of his world simply because they existed at the margins of every other fantasy universe. If goblins and orcs and trolls could think, then why were they always just there to be slaughtered by the heroes? And if the heroes slaughtered sentient beings en masse, how heroic exactly were they? It was a long overdue start on redressing issues long swept under the rug by a parade of Tolkien successors who never thought of anyone green and slimy as anything but a notch on the protagonist’s sword, and much of the urgency in Pratchett’s last few books seemed to be related to them. “There’s only one true evil in the world,” he said through his characters. “And that’s treating people like they were things.” And in the last of his “grown-up” Discworld books, that idea is shouted with the ferocity of those who have only a few words left and want to make them count. Goblins are people. Golems are people. Dwarves are people, and they do not become any less people because they decide to go by the gender they know themselves to be instead of the one society forces on them. Even trains might be people, and you’ll never know one way or the other unless you ask them, because treating someone like they’re a person and not a thing should be your default. And the only people who cling to tradition at the expense of real people are sad, angry dwellers in the darkness who don’t even understand how pathetic they are, clutching and grasping at the things they remember without ever understanding that the world was never that simple to begin with. The future is bright, it is shining, and it belongs to everyone.”

— John Seavey, The Evolution of the Disc (via pornosophical)

Discworld Heritage Post

Some of you act like doing minor inconvenient acts of kindness is equivalent to donating a kidney as if it’s not those acts that form our communities and make the world go around.

Return your grocery cart. If you’re able-bodied offer your seat to someone who is not. Help your friend move. Drive your sister to the airport. Make sure drunk people have a safe ride or walk home. Pet-sit for your coworker. Participate in a meal train. Volunteer in your area. That’s what friendship and community is about.