What's your story buddy?

 Every story starts somewhere and this blog started somewhere too. The world is fascinating and terrifying at the same time, but more often terrifying. Unless you love to learn, then it's more fascinating. I digress. What will follow is a hopefully informative and somewhat lighthearted (I would say witty but I'm the only one who thinks that) look at what I love: medicine and nursing (also space, biology, cars, food, whatever I want). Specifically the areas of infectious diseases, oncology, and dermatology. I am not a doctor but a diesel mechanic turned nurse by way of a dermatology clinic and the inspiration of my mother, sister, and a Macedonian nurse. I will look at what I think are interesting stories and facts about medical topics and patients with some hopefully not too sarcastic remarks about everything. Who am I kidding? Yes sarcastic remarks. Don't expect too much more than my rambling thoughts. This is my way of learning and talking through things so I value your feedback.  I love life and taking care of people, but I was also a Marine so my humor can be off color or colour, whichever you prefer. In the end, I hope you might learn a factoid or three and possibly chuckle. Expect memes, opinions, bullshit, and facts (with references). Cheers until I think of what to write next. 



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Meme from https://knowyourmeme.com/photos/2519238-crayon-eater-marines-eat-crayons

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