How surgery worked during WW1
How surgery worked during WW1
When I become an old cat lady spending my days crocheting little doilies made of spider silk and pruning my nettle plants, these will make a lovely addition to my shelves.
Artist: Jessica Harrison.
"A Student’s Dream", it was a common thing for medical students to reverse the ‘student/patient’ dynamic creatively (as though in a dream) where the corpses were operating on the student.
Lake Natron is an insidious trap for the birds of northern Tanzania: The terrifying lake turns to stone all birds that are foolish enough to immerse themselves or unlucky enough to fall into its deceptive water.
Volcanic ash from the nearby Great Rift Valley contaminated Lake Natron with sodium carbonate and baking soda to the point that only extremophile fish like the alkaline tilapia can survive there, while other animals that take a dip will soon thereafter feel their bodies begin to calcify and harden until they look as if they’ve had a run-in with the White Witch or Medusa.
Even trickier is that the combination of chemicals in the water makes the lake extremely reflective, which often confuses birds into diving into it.
If there are this many statues above the water, it must be an aquatic garden of statues at the lake’s creepy bottom.
Photos by Nick Brandt
Amanda Palmer makes me feel weird things
Hey everyone. I’m about to tell you all a really personal story, and then, I could use your help.
The blonde in the pictures above is my little sister, Rachel. She’s 14, a freshman in high school. She’s one of the smartest kids you’ll ever meet, to be honest. Smarter than me. She’s got an amazing sense of humor and the most gorgeous smile, the sort of person who just lights up a room with laughter after being in it for five minutes. Even though I’m 19 and I should be the tough one, she’s held me when I cried, and she cooks me dinner when I’m too lazy to do it, and she gives me confidence when I don’t believe in myself. We cosplay together, we fangirl together, and we talk Tumblr-speak at the dinner table. It’s not an exaggeration when I tell you this girl is my entire world. I’d do anything for her, and I love her more than words could fully describe.
On Friday, she was admitted to a psychiatric hospital after a year of battling severe depression and anxiety.
She thinks she’s ugly. She thinks her future doesn’t matter. She often hates herself, and can’t see all the amazing things everyone else knows is obvious just from their first glance at her.
The red tie on my wrist you see in the third picture was from her. Behavioral hospitals don’t allow anything with strings on them, so after she pulled out the tie for her sweatshirt, she wrapped it around my wrist for me to wear until she gets back. It might only be for a weekend, or it might be for longer. I don’t know yet.
Here’s where I’m asking for your help. At the earliest, Rachel is coming home on Sunday, but it’ll probably be longer. Still, that means I might only have two days to get the message out. I want to show her when she comes home that there are people out there who believe in her. Who think she’s beautiful and worth fighting for, worth recovery.
So please, reblog this and prove to her that she has more support than she ever realized. I’m hoping it’ll give her some confidence than she can get better.
Old time Ghostbusters. Wish I could give a source for this, but I’ve lost it.
Just a picture I found and liked
Also from return of the living dead, possibly my favorite statue ever. Sorry Doctor Who, but I think this angel is just a little more weepy than yours.