Saturday, 30 January 2016
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Sunday, 24 January 2016
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If all creatures were to be at peace with one another, would it not have been a more peaceful world?
Saturday, 23 January 2016
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For more than 4 months now, the U.S. signed the nakedness bill into law which stipulates that you are no under obligation to wear clothes!!
And this is thus taking us back to the stone age, when men and women walked about naked but for some coverings of their private parts
Now see who are the first to implement the law!!
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Thursday, 21 January 2016
Wednesday, 20 January 2016
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I set my eyes on her and OMG!!! my eyeballs were threatening to pop out of their sockets.
it was only the grace of God that held me back because since I got married I have always prayed to God not to lead me into temptation
She is surely a source of great temptation
But if you are of marriageable age but yet unmarried, then just take a look at her, she surely could make your day
Just look:
Sunday, 17 January 2016
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Greater wickedness hath no man than this .......
that a man would be holding his supposed "hearth throb" with one hand and giraffing for another
Wickedness - pure and simple
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Thursday, 14 January 2016
Wednesday, 13 January 2016
Thursday, 7 January 2016
Liverpool sign teenage Polish keeper Kamil Grabara from Ruch Chorzow
Liverpool will follow the £5.1m signing of Marko Grujic by adding another teenager to their ranks in the form of the Polish goalkeeper Kamil Grabara.
The highly rated 16-year-old, who turns 17 on Friday, had trials with Manchester United and Manchester City after attracting widespread attention at Ruch Chorzow but has agreed a move to Anfield for an initial £250,000.
Grabara, a Poland Under-17 international, was at Melwood on Wednesday to undergo a medical and finalise terms.
He is expected to go straight into the academy system at Liverpool and follows the signing of the 19-year-old Grujic from Red Star Belgrade.
The 19-year-old Grujic has signed a four-and-a-half year deal at Anfield but will be loaned back to Serbia’s league leaders for the remainder of the season.
“We’re very pleased because Marko is a big talent and we’ve seen him a lot of times,” Klopp told Liverpool’s website.
“When I came here, our scouts showed me some footage of a very skilled player from Red Star Belgrade. We watched it, we spoke to him, we met each other – he’s a good boy, a young boy but plays an important role at Red Star, who are the best team in Serbia.”
Liverpool are also considering their options for a central defender in January having finished Tuesday’s Capital One Cup semi-final win at Stoke City with all of their available, experienced options injured.
Tiago Ilori is expected to return from Aston Villa once his season-long loan deal is cancelled but is not viewed as a long-term solution while Joël Matip, the Schalke defender who is out of contract in the summer, has yet to decide on his future.
Original Article: Liverpool Signs Kamil Grabara
There is something uniquely traumatic about being responsible for patients’ lives, while being crushed under a workload so punitive it gives neither the time nor space for safe assessment of those patients. Photograph: Alamy
By the end of my first
year as a doctor, I was ready to kill myself
Doctor suicide is the
medical profession’s grubby secret – but it’s unclear why some of those
dedicated to preserving life silently plot their own deaths
On my morning drives to
the hospital, the tears fell like rain. The prospect of the next 14 hours – 8am
to 10pm with not a second’s respite from the nurses’ bleeps, or the
overwhelming needs of too many sick patients – was almost too much to bear.
But on the late-night
trips back home, I’d feel nothing at all.
Deadbeat, punch-drunk, it
was utter indifference that nearly killed me.
Every night, on an empty
dual carriageway, I had to fight with myself to keep my hands on the steering
wheel.
The temptation to let go –
of the wheel, the patients, my miserable life – was almost irresistible. Then
I’d never have to haul myself through another unfeasible day at the hospital.
By the time I neared the
end of my first year as a doctor, I’d chosen the spot where I intended to kill
myself. I’d bought everything I needed to do it. All my youthful enthusiasm for
healing, big dreams of saving lives and of making a difference, had soured and
I felt an astronomic emptiness.
Made monumentally selfish
by depression, I’d ceased even to care what my husband would think of me, or
that my little boy would grow up without his mother.
Doctor
suicide is the medical profession’s grubby little secret. Female doctors are twice as likely as
the general population to take our own lives.
A US
study shows our suicide rate appears higher than that of other professional groups, with young doctors at the beginning of their
training being particularly vulnerable.
As I
wrestled silently with the urge to kill myself, another house officer in my
trust went right on and did it.
To me,
that monstrous waste of young life seemed entirely logical. The constant,
haunting fear of hurting my patients, coupled with relentless rotas at work,
had rendered me incapable of reason.
Though we know large
numbers of doctors kill themselves, what is less clear are the reasons why,
when dedicated to preserving human life, some doctors silently plot their own
deaths.
A 2006 study at the University of
Pennsylvania identified that during their first year as doctors,
young physicians experienced skyrocketing rates of burnout, with symptoms of
emotional exhaustion, depersonalisation, and reduced sense of personal
accomplishment soaring from 4% to 55%.
For me, the explanation
ran deeper.
I was entrenched in a
hospital system that brutalized young doctors.
Working on my hospital’s
surgical emergency unit, there were simply too few of us to cope with the daily
onslaught of patients.
Officially eight or
10-hour days ran routinely into 13, 14 or 15 hours as we house officers worked
at fever pitch to provide what was, at best, a mediocre service for our
patients.
Run ragged, we fought to
keep our patients safe, but their numbers outstripped ours 20 or 30 to one, and
the efforts this took were superhuman.
The nurses knew, the
consultants knew, even the hospital management knew, yet no one seemed to give
a damn.
It wasn’t just exhaustion
that drove me into depression. Plenty of jobs are busy.
But there is something
uniquely traumatic about being responsible for patients’ lives, while being
crushed under a workload so punitive it gives neither the time nor space for
safe assessment of those patients.
Days were bad enough, but
nights on call were terrifying.
I remember running from
the bed of one patient, still haemorrhaging blood from her surgical wound, to
another whose heart rate had plummeted to 20, perilously close to a cardiac
arrest. Two stricken patients, but only one doctor, wracked with the knowledge that
if something went wrong, the guilt would be hers alone.
I was lucky. I was pushed
by the colleague in whom I finally confided into seeking professional help. It
took anti-depressants, therapy and a narrowly-avoided psychiatric inpatient
admission to bring me back to the land of the living.
Now, on
the cusp of junior doctors’ first national strike in 40 years, I’m astounded the health secretary
persists in ignoring unanimous condemnation of his new contract from juniors
and medical leaders alike.
If he
gets his way, Jeremy Hunt will make it easier for hospitals to abuse their
juniors, by stripping away the safeguards that stop hospitals overworking us,
fining those that do.
Under his
new contract, our hours will become even longer, even more antisocial – at a
time when we simply have nothing more to give.
And as we
are pushed to treat more and more patients, faster and faster, fatigue and
psychological distress will dull our competence: your lives will be less safe
in our hands.
And our
own?
Take it
from someone who’s been there. Watch the suicide rate climb.
Written by an Anonymous UK Based Junior Medical Doctor
Original Post: Ready To Kill Myself
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