In fact, I fear I am a jack-of-all-trades.

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humansofnewyork
“It started with super light contractions. So it seemed like we had plenty of time. Leanne went to take a quick shower. I started packing up our stuff. Then suddenly she had a contraction that was like.. ‘ whoa.’ So I thought we’d be conservative and...

“It started with super light contractions.  So it seemed like we had plenty of time.  Leanne went to take a quick shower.  I started packing up our stuff.  Then suddenly she had a contraction that was like.. ‘ whoa.’  So I thought we’d be conservative and head over to the hospital.  As we’re walking out to the truck, Leanne had an even bigger one, and I’m like, ‘Oh man.’  We jumped in the truck and pulled out of the driveway.   I put on some Grateful Dead, light volume.  I started out doing 5 to 10 over the speed limit.  Nothing crazy.  Then Leanne’s water broke.  But it still didn’t seem like a ‘baby coming out right now’ situation.  So I pushed it up to 60 mph.  Then Leanne started screaming.  Very guttural.  And I heard her saying something about the baby coming out.  Now I know people delivered babies for a long time outside the hospital.  But I’d never done it.  So I brought us up to 65 mph.  Then I hear her saying, ‘Oh my god, I feel a head.’  And I start seeing something out of the corner of my eye.  My wife is pulling a baby out of herself.  Next thing I know, she’s holding it up in the air, and she’s saying ‘oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.’  I pulled over into a church parking lot and called 911.  They told me to stay calm, and that I needed to tie off the umbilical cord with something.  So I looked everywhere for some sort of string.  I briefly considered my shoelaces, but those would take too long to untie.  There was only one other option.”
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humansofnewyork
“Ever since I was a little girl, I’d been professing that I wanted to be a doctor. But there weren’t any doctors in my family. And we didn’t live in the nicest part of Brooklyn, so there weren’t even any doctors in my neighborhood. I was fourteen...

“Ever since I was a little girl, I’d been professing that I wanted to be a doctor. But there weren’t any doctors in my family.  And we didn’t live in the nicest part of Brooklyn, so there weren’t even any doctors in my neighborhood.  I was fourteen years old when I met my first African American female physician, Dr. Cambridge.  It was just a fluke.  I needed to see a doctor, and I ended up at her office.  But meeting her was like God saying: ‘You can do this.  This is what you want, and it’s going to happen.’  It wasn’t easy.  All through school I worked the closing shift at McDonald’s.  I barely had time to study. I failed general chemistry during my freshman year, and my advisor told me that I shouldn’t pursue medicine.  But people had been telling me that my entire life.  So I just never went back to her office.  I figured everything out on my own.  I’d never even heard of an MCAT.  I had to learn all that on my own.  I studied with old books that people donated to me.  But I was still working twenty hours a week, so I only scored in the 19th percentile.  I applied to fifteen medical schools and all of them rejected me.  That’s when the depression set in.  I’d lost $2200 on the applications alone.  But I pulled myself together.  I kept going.  I enrolled in a Master’s program so I could prove that I was capable of succeeding on a higher level.  I took out student loans.  And for the first time, I was able to focus on my schoolwork instead of surviving.  I went into beast mode.  I was like a machine.  I made my first ‘A’ ever in a higher education course.  And the next time I took the MCAT, I scored in the 73rd percentile.  When those results came in, I was laying on the floor.  I was crying.  Because nobody knew how hard I prayed for this.  How hard I worked for this.  So hard.  So, so hard.  Only I knew.  I did this all by myself.”
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hubert in non cf routes: suave, a shadow, dark with rich colors and a deep haunting voice, will bring a hailstorm upon you and everyone you love if you happen to encounter him on the battlefield

hubert in cf: ferdinand. here’s this very expensive tea NOT because I’m in love with you. just because. don’t look at me or I’ll die. I hate you so much.

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