"we Will Never Sell Your Data"

I'm not anti-AI because all art needs to have a soul or whatever. I'm anti AI because it's making my clinicians dependent on the internet in a place that loses power often. I'm anti AI because I've seen it miss things a technician would have caught on microscopy. I'm anti-AI because it's killed my patients.

Medical AI software companies are rolling things out too quickly and making promises they can't keep. We're buying into it because capitalism is demanding everyone work faster on more patients but refuses to provide more staff or more support.

If it's bad enough that I'm seeing it in veterinary medicine, I'm terrified about what that means for patient care in humans.

I've been dealing with having some self-harming ideations lately and that brought to mind an aspect of it that I don't hear talked about much; the phantom pains. Often when I get triggered into a self-harming state, I can "feel" the spots where I would end up doing it. It's as though they are a precursor to it and by completing the act, it just makes visible the pain that was already there. I don't know how common this is, but I figured I'd bring it to light in case others struggle with it too.

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Panel 1: Kyra is clutching her head and Miss White asks her "What's wrong?" Kyra responds "I'm dealing with self-harm ideations again..."

Panel 2: We see a close up of her arms, her left hand is pointing at the spot on her right wrist, her hand is outstretched, but most importantly there are four dashed lines highlighted on her skin. She says "I can 'feel' where they would be. Like a phantom pain, there's nothing there, but my brain tells me there should be."

Panel 3: Kyra is hunched forward with her arms stretched out behind her, keeping back the looming Creature. She says "And then I have to contend with this A-hole egging me on. It's a rough journey."

Panel 4: Miss White throws her arm over Kyra's shoulder and they start walking. Miss White says "C'mon, let's go get you distracted for a bit." and Kyra says "Thank you. I[t] helps to know I'm not alone."

[END]

Oh hey, Brad. Back from prison?

am I late to this meme

I hate work I should be at the (remembers I don't want to go to the club) the imagination