"Conquering cancer through AI"
Lunit, a portmanteau of ‘Learning unit,’ is a medical AI software company devoted to providing AI-powered total cancer care.
Our AI solutions help discover cancer and predict cancer treatment outcomes, achieving timely and individually-tailored cancer treatment.
The job title for this position within the company will be Software Engineer.
🗨️ About the team
Handling large images like Google Maps poses unique challenges for a frontend developer. How can you enable smooth, lag-free zooming and panning of gigantic files in real time? What about incorporating advanced annotations -akin to Adobe Photoshop - for medical research? Our Frontend Engineering team for the AI Platform tackles these complex capabilities daily.
Join us in refining the frontline interaction between human insights and algorithms - enabling aspiring AI to better perceive the world while making research intuitive.
🗨️ About the position Join us at Lunit and be part of our mission to revolutionize medical imaging with AI. We are looking for a frontend engineer who is passionate about pushing the boundaries of technology and making a real impact in healthcare. Your work will directly contribute to our mission to Conquer Cancer through AI by improving Lunit’s AI model development platforms.
This role will collaborate with UI/UX designers to build an intuitive interface optimizing data, annotation, and image visualization. The goal is to visualize data, annotations, and big images rapidly so researchers can iterate AI models faster. Beyond pixels, you’ll craft elegant code synchronizing clinical data feeds, analytics, and more in reusable components.
Our frontend engineers bridge design and engineering, working alongside product managers and backend developers to manifest high-performance solutions from wireframes. Working towards our mission involves more than dazzling graphics, you’ll instill time-saving efficiency into the user experience to propel AI Platform ahead as a nexus for next-gen AI innovation.
🚩 Roles & Responsibilities

• Contribute to the development and maintenance of front-end features in our products.
• Work closely with designers and back-end engineers to create interactive and dynamic web interfaces.
• Implement end-to-end (E2E) testing strategies and enhance unit test coverage in TDD ways.
• Stay updated on the latest technologies and proactively share new technical insights.
• Support the Frontend Engineering Leadby evaluating and recommending optimal web technologies to boost development velocity.
• Mentor junior or intermediate frontend engineers for practical software craftsmanship and championing hands-on coding expertise.

🚩 Tools Used

• HTML, CSS, CSS-in-JS, Javascript, Typescript, Asynchronous programming, React.js, Next.js
• Package manager: npm, yarn
• Module Bundler: Webpack, Parcel
• Test automation tools: Jest, Cypress
• Container: docker, Kubernetes
• General: Slack, Confluence, Jira, Git

Requirements
🎯 Qualifications

• 6+ years of professional experience in Frontend Development
• Strong proficiency in English
• Bachelor’s degree in computer science, (software) engineering or a related field or proven practical experience.
• Proven frontend-related experience and familiar with Typescript, React.js and its ecosystem.
• Familiarity with Git flow and Git version control tools, with experience in API integration
• Experience in Next.js, Vercel, responsive web design (RWD)
• Knowledge of computer graphics like canvas, webGL
• Strong sense of responsibility, stability, and independent thinking with the ability to collaborate effectively with team members
• Participation in user experience (UX/UI) interface design planning
• Strong teamwork skills to ensure project requirements and goals are met
• Strong understanding of UI/UX principles and best practices
• Continuous Learning for staying up-to-date with the latest frontend technologies, best practices, and industry trends.

🏅 Preferred Experiences

• Proficiency in JavaScript-based tools more over 6+ years for debugging, Testing, Packaging managers like npm, or yarn, Module Bundlers like Webpack, Parcel
• Knowledge of docker or container service
• Knowledge of CSS Frameworks like Material UI, and related tools
• Knowledge or experience in backend development
• Good Korean communication
• Experience in sharing frontend technical knowledge or writing technical articles

📝How to Apply

• CV (resume, free format, in English)

🏃‍♀️ Hiring Process

• Document Screening →Introductory Interview → Assignment → Competency interview (Technical + Behaviour)→ Culture-fit Interview → Onboarding
  • All interviews are conducted in English.
  • After the final interview, we may proceed with reference checks if needed.

🤝 Work Conditions and Environment

• Work type: full-time
• Work location : Lunit HQ(5F, 374, Gangnam-daero, Gangnam-gu, Seoul)
• Salary: after negotiation

🎸 ETC

• If you misrepresent your experience or education or provide false or fraudulent information in or with your application, it may be grounds for cancellation of the employment.
• Lunit is committed in providing the preferential processing to those eligible for employment protection (national merits and people with disabilities) relevant to related laws and regulations.

Benefits
🌻Benefits & Perks

• The new office is one minute away by foot from Gangnam Station Exit 3 making it very convenient
• Up to 12, 000 won is covered for both lunch and dinner when working at the office
• Up to 300,000 won is covered upon joining to decorate your personal workspace
• Provide the latest computer models, such as Macs and 4K monitors, and renew them every three years
  
• Attending seminars and purchasing books are covered
  
• Regular in-house AI and medical seminars are held
  
• Korean language education is provided for Lunitians who do not speak Korean as their first language
  
• Access high-quality AI learning resources & deep learning DevOps system
  
• Up to 1.2 million won worth of benefits points can be claimed annually
  
• Korean National holiday gift: Seollal and Chuseok gift/voucher
  
• Annual medical checkups and employee accident insurance are provided
  
• Financial support for participation in employee gatherings (once a month)
  

Click here for the application form!

TW for mention of critical illness, hospitals, parental strife
This story spans over a few years so I'm sure I'll have to edit this to clarify.
When I was 17 years old I got diagnosed with a thing in my brain* through an MRI.
^\The shorthand is "AVM" for arteriovenous malformation, a tangle of blood vessels that irregularly connects arteries and veins. In the brain, it can cause brain bleeds which affect cognitive and motor function and can also result in death. The way i explain it is that you've got the blood pressure and flood of an artery going into a deformed clump of capillaires and veins with thin walls, deforming them further. The risk of rupture increases every year. Idk if it sounds scary enough like that, but it's like a ticking time bomb.)
I got gamma radiation shortly after, which is only relevant because they use a metal frame with metal spikes they drill against your skull so you can’t move your head during radiation. I chose this method of treatment because it was supposed to be quick and painless with no general anaesthesia but it turned out that the treatment experience was completely traumatising and I’m still living with a clinical PTSD diagnosis following that.
This mode of treatment aims at calcifying the inside of the veins in a specific zone and the gradual closing of vulnerable veins can take from 6 m to 3y.
I have siblings and we’ve all always been afraid of our dad. He was always extremely authoritative and we were very well behaved because of that. He got angry very easily, and the smallest thing would send him storming off screaming and breaking things, preceded by silent treatment (which was somehow the scariest all). He’d punish us extremely strictly, and would often drive up to 40km/h over the speed limit to scare or punish us, the reasoning was something like « if we all die it’s your fault because we made me angry).
All this to say my relationship with my father has always been extremely vertical and our relationship never grew into something like equal footing and I always got extremely nervous and scared whenever I was about to meet with him.
This being said, there is no amount of words I can use to describe the depth of my love for him. He drove us around without a protest for hours and hours and hours, gave us a beautiful luxurious life and never missed any of our important dates. Birthdays and chistmases were an avalanches of gifts and we were completely spoiled. He was extremely involved and I know he loves me so much. I’ve stopped speaking to him a few years ago but it truly breaks my heart because I love him so much and I miss the smell of his aftershave and I know he misses me very much too.
When the MRI result came back, my dad was there. He was the one who walked up to me and said « everything is fine, there is just a *little* thing.
I’m sure this was hard for him because his mom died of cancer when he was 28, but he never mentioned it in relation to my illness.
Pretty quickly, my dad stopped me whenever I mentioned illness and made sure I amended any mention of the experience by adding a sweetened positive twist at the end like « I’m glad I learned so much » or « but I grew so much from the experience ».
Gradually and too seamlessly for me to really notice, he decided I was « cured » and would no longer tolerate any mention of illness. He’s get impatient, tell me off, and even genuinely angry when I did. He’d say « you’re cured now » and « idk why you keep talking about this, it’s in the past now, you need to move on and live life ». Important note here : he is not a doctor, just a regular dad in the world with zero medical knowledge.
I don’t know if it was his own version of « manifesting » healing for me or a symptom of his fear. I wonder if he misunderstood the neurologist saying it could take up to three years to see if the treatment was effective. Before the 3 year mark, with no tests and MRIS to back it, he’s managed to completely convince himself and the rest of the family that I was cured and only still talking about it for attention. He even invented a pseudo-psychological term he dubbed the « syndrome of the sick child » to belittle my fear and worry and terror and loneliness, which if I understand his concept correctly meant I was clinging to an expired diagnosis in order to be babied and gat my parents attention. IDK maybe this can give you insight into his personality, how convincing he could be.
And it was just a really lonely experience for me. All of the « why are you still talking about this you ‘re cured and you need to move on now », while still trying to cope with so much fear of dying at all times, without having anywhere to talk about it. I wonder if the lack of parental support I experienced thought such a traumatising experience as a teenager and then as a young adult was what contributed to transform the trauma into clinical PTSD (diagnosed).
Eventually, I got my 3-year mark MRI. The radiologist was my dad’s BIL and he called my dad and gave him the result directly instead of contacting me directly. I was a legal adult and ab. 22 by then. My dad then called me on the phone, I remember the conversation so clearly, he said I was cured and I proceeded to call my mom and grandparents and best friend to share the news.
yay now you can move on. When he got home he popped a bottle of champagne open in celebration.
This was so tough because something didn’t quite sit right with me. Because of growing up hypervigilent I’m usually good at telling when someone is lying and twisitng the truth.
He seemed off on the phone, and in person, and I couldn’t tell if it wasn’t just that I couldn’t imagine life ebbing cured.
A few days later the BIL called me and said there was a lil persisting on the MRI. I wonder if I’d been brainwashed by my dad already by the time BIL called because when I asked dad if there was anything he didn’t tell me, he said « well you can’t expect to be 100% cured with things like this », and « 99% cured is the same as 100% » and other things of the sort. It was like he’d twisted the results in favour of his opinion.
By that time, I was stuck and really confused, and everyone was already convinced I was cured. And it got really hard for me to know what to do and where to turn because I was till so young and the hospital system was so confusing.
It took two years for me to decide to get a second opinion. Someone else looked at the MRI and said there was still something left, but since I’d heard my dad assure me it meant I was cured, it took considerable effort for me to reach out to my service in the hospital again for an appointment with the specialist I’d seen back when I was 17. This alone was extremely challenging because no one took be seriously, and I had to call the secretary office on a daily basis for a couple weeks to ask what I should do to get a confirmation I was cured. I’m quite headstrong and I wanted to hear from the specialist directly that I was cured do as to have no doubts at all. Throughout this, dad tried to discourage me and then eventually accepted it might be the only way for me to move on.
The MRI happened and I sat in the neurosurgeons office at the hospital of my nightmares asking if my results were conducive with full recovery. He confirmed there was something left, and then that the aim of treatment is to be completely cured. That the malformation should not be visible on an MRI once it was cured. He added that the risk of rupture increased each year. I soon had another more intrusive san done and it confirmed there was a little left, which meant I needed to get another round of Gamma radiation.
This hit me like a ton of bricks.
The second round of treatment was just as traumatising as I’d remembered the first round to be.
I don’t know what to do with how angry I am with my dad. He lied to me and invited all of us to live in a fiction of his making, thus endangering me. Every insistence I’d been cured and needed to move on when I wasn’t, and in fact the risk of me having an aneyrism was growing with every day.
The worst is that he never apologised. He instantly switched up his story and started pretending he’d never said I was cured. He created a whole new fiction where « he’d always insisted I’d get a more thorough MRI checkup ». It’s so unfair. How he can’t embrace a world where he’s wronged me, and not because it destroyed me but because he can’t be wrong. He has to be perfect. How unfair.
I most likely wouldn’t have mede it past the age of fifty if I’d believed of indeed obeyed him.
I used to check my memories again to make sure I hadn’t made it up, and eventually I accepted I’d never get an apology. And that I was wronged and I didn’t deserve that. And that I should’ve gotten the support I needed.
I’m cured now, I sat in another doctors office a year ago and he said my MRI came back normal and the AVM was no longer on the scan. I’m really proud I was so headstrong.
And eventually I decided to take distance from my dad, and life improved when I stopped talking to him. I know it hurts him, and that he’s extremely angry. He expresses this to my siblings, and I know they get punished in my stead and I feel so guilty. But I can’t be around my dad, I’m too angry. I’m trying to live with the love I have for him in my heart, with my childhood memories and the guilt and missing him and then more guilt for being happier now that I don’t have to talk to him and listen to his tirades. And I worry for my siblings who still talk to him, because he doesn’t treat them kindly and they deserve so much love and admiration and support, which he’d never give them.
I used to want to press charges and I wonder if he shouldn’t be in prison for what he did but he’s a vicious man and he’s go to much money and friends in high places that I couldn’t take him on. And things would get ugly, I know. I just wish he could pay for what he did.
I’ll update later for typos and clarifications :)

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In 2016, Australia legalised access to medicinal cannabis, allowing patients to access dozens of different cannabis products through prescriptions.
Now the Victorian government wants to take another step in opening the door for medicinal cannabis patients in the state to be able to drive.
In a bill passed last year, the government committed to launch a closed-circuit trial to research the impairment that medicinal cannabis causes on driving.
A push to change driving laws around medicinal cannabis has also been seen in other states such as Western Australia, while in Tasmania it is legal to drive as long as a person is not impaired by the drug.
But how does medical cannabis legislation work, and what are the risks to road safety?

Medical cannabis in Victoria explained

Any Victorian patient, with any medical condition, can be prescribed medicinal cannabis by their doctor if they believe it is clinically appropriate.
There are two groups of medicinal cannabis patients, with different driving rules applying to each of them.
Medicinal cannabis patients using cannabidiol or CBD products have always been allowed to drive in Victoria as long as they are not impaired.
However, some medicinal cannabis products contain a compound known as Delta-9-tetrahydrocannabinol or THC, which is responsible for the "high" feeling associated with cannabis and could impair driving ability.
It is currently an offence in Victoria for a person to drive with any amount of THC in their system, whether the THC comes from medicinal cannabis or not.
Victoria Police currently conducts random roadside drug testing throughout Victoria, with saliva tests that are positive for THC resulting in a drug-driving charge.
Drivers with THC in their system faced mandatory licence suspensions and fines if caught.
The new trial by the government will seek to test just how impaired people with medicinal cannabis in their system are whilst driving.

How will the trial work?

Drivers who use medicinal cannabis will be taken around driving courses with an instructor at special closed road facilities such as METEC in Bayswater North and AARC in Wensleydale.
Minister for Roads and Road Safety Melissa Horne said the trial, conducted in partnership with Swinburne University, would be a world-first.
"There is nowhere in the world that actually has got that standard way of measuring impairment through medicinal cannabis," Ms Horne said.
"It is a basic human right — we've got a legally prescribed drug, let us be able to measure what that looks like in a road safety environment."
About 70 participants will take place in the trial, due to begin in September this year.
When first announced last year, the trial was praised by legal groups such as the Australian Lawyers Alliance, who have dubbed driving laws penalising medicinal cannabis users as "outdated and unfair".
"Cases are coming before the courts every week where people are losing their licence and their livelihood because they are taking prescribed medicinal cannabis and driving," Australian Lawyers Alliance spokesperson Greg Barns said.
"Drivers who take opioids or other prescription medication do not find themselves in court or risk losing their license, and neither should drivers who have taken a prescribed and legal dose of cannabis."
Ms Horne would not however say when any potential law changes would be passed if the trial is found to be successful, with results due in 2026.

Is it dangerous to drive with THC in your system?

According to the VicRoads website, THC is a psychoactive substance that has been shown to impair cognitive and motor function, increasing your risk of being involved in a motor vehicle crash.
A meta-analysis of studies conducted in 2021 found cannabis increased the risk of crashes somewhere between 11 and 42 per cent.
Researchers found the added crash risk from cannabis similar to that of the legal blood alcohol content (BAC) limit for driving, with the high end of estimates similar to that of prescription drugs like antidepressants.
Internationally, there is a lack of research on the effects of cannabis on driving impairment.
In the United States, where recreational cannabis is legal in some states, the drug is the second most frequently found substance in the bodies of drivers involved in fatal motor vehicle accidents after alcohol.
A study of emergency department presentations in Canada, which legalised cannabis in 2018, showed no evidence of significant changes in traffic-injury emergency departments.
Driving while drug-impaired remains illegal in both countries, but the measurement of what constitutes impairment differs across state and country lines.
In Canada, any reading above 2 nanograms (ng) of THC per millilitre of blood while driving is considered an offence, while in the US state of Colorado that figure is 5ng or above.
Meanwhile, in states like New York and California, penalties are based on whether law enforcement can prove a driver has been impaired by a drug.
For now, the Victorian government has not made clear what any introduced driving laws may look like, should the trial be successful.

How have medicinal cannabis advocates reacted?

Legalise Cannabis MPs have criticised the government for moving too slowly on the issue, saying millions of dollars are being spent to conduct research that has "already been done".
"In 2023, Dan Andrews promised an answer 'in coming months' followed by a guarantee to have it fixed by 2024. Now, with a new premier, it's mid-2026 at best. She's in the slow lane," MP Rachel Payne said.
“Given the 10-year time blowout, I am calling on the premier to follow Tasmania’s lead and allow Victorians, unimpaired and prescribed medical cannabis, to drive without fear of recrimination."
Ms Payne noted a similar study that had already been conducted by Swinburne University, where 40 people were tested on a virtual driving simulator after consuming medical cannabis, as opposed to a real vehicle and road as planned in the new trial.
The Australian Legal Alliance (ALA) has also called for the prosecution of medicinal cannabis patients who are driving while unimpaired to be paused while the trial is undertaken.
ALA national president Shaun Marcus said drivers were being prosecuted merely for having a substance in their body rather than potentially dangerous impaired driving.
"That is not what road safety legislation was designed to protect," Mr Marcus said.
"The ALA is calling upon the government to not prosecute those persons currently before the courts between now and the end of the trial.
"We see the detrimental effects and over-representation of certain communities before the courts, and we say it really should change quicker."
https://www.abc.net.au/news/2024-05-21/victoria-medicinal-cannabis-driving-cbd-thc-explaine103872650

Hi,
I'm currently applying to jobs in the Bay Area, CA and I've learned that it's a highly competitive area in terms of new grad nurse positions. I personally have 2-years of medical experience as an EMT/EDT, RN license, volunteer regularly as an EMT instructor & RockMed, and have a competitive GPA from nursing school. I have great letter of recommendations from my clinical instructors and professors. I normally wouldn't expose any of this information but I want to give context when I say that even with this background I cannot land a single job in the Bay Area, CA. I've had multiple interviews over the course of 5 months, but no offers yet.
I've had my suspicions after meeting other applicants from different nursing schools, and hearing that they were able to have preceptorships. My school ended up cancelling it's preceptorship program the year before I applied, and didn't bother updating their information so my cohort basically found out halfway in the program. In many of my interviews, the interviewer would ask if I had a preceptorship and where. I had to explain my situation and state that I tried really hard to make up for it in my clinicals. With such a competitive applicant pool, I can't imagine they would give me the job over the other applicants who have a similar background in addition to their preceptorship. I recently saw John Muir opened up it's application for it's new grad nurse program, and they're asking for a letter of recommendation from our preceptor.
I've been told that preceptorships don't affect our chances of landing a job, but my experiences so far in applying to jobs is pointing to the contrary. Do preceptorships have an impact in highly competitive nurse job markets like the Bay Area, CA?
I've since expanded my applications to outside the Bay Area, CA. like central California (i.e. Fresno, Visalia, etc.)

Warning, very long and confusing post ahead:
On 4/20 I found out im pregnant with my second, after taking a test at home. (first is now 8, almost 9). Without all the details, I am not in the same place mentally, emotionally, etc that I was while pregnant with my first. I was younger and not in a healthy relationship, but I did have more help from friends and family, and financially I was in a better place. I was scared then too, but no where near as unprepared and scared as I was finding out this time. Of course I’d hoped I would be in a better position in life and stronger and better and all the things.. if I ever had another child, but to put it lightly, life throws curveballs, and all that… and the last two years especially, taught me that life is not a linear, continually uphill path. There will be some tumbling back down and starting over… so to speak. So without going on and on, I ended up deciding to seek help with figuring out what I wanted to do because I was very unsure.
my periods have been irregular for well over a year, I had attributed it to stress. I only took a test because I had some symptoms, I’m not on birth control, so I knew it was a possibility. (please refrain from judging/ lecturing. The how and why is very complicated, and this story is going to be long enough.. and I’m doing what I need to, to address it all) but I wasn’t doing a great job of tracking anything and I’m embarrassed to say I wasn’t and am still not exactly sure how far along I might be. I had routine care while I was pregnant with my first, but found out early, because my period was like clockwork then, so 2 days late I had tested positive. I went to one of the only places available in my area at the time, and I didn’t have a great experience, but I also didn’t really question whether I was going to go through with the pregnancy, and just went straight to prenatal care. I had blood testing done finding out I was 3-4 weeks initially, and then a normal ultrasound at 8 weeks, and regularly from then on.
So this was my first experience with abortion/ family planning clinics and my first time being unsure of when I actually got pregnant, which left me both nervous and driving myself insane with scenarios. And the other stress in my life is just amplifying it.
The day of my appointment (4/29) I was running late and so I called to let them know. I quickly googled the number of the place, when I realized I couldn’t find it in my phone, from scheduling it the week before. A woman answered, she was friendly but told me I wasn’t in their system or scheduled for that day. I quickly realized I called the wrong number, and started to apologize. The two clinics are on the same street. She was still being very nice and started telling me they could see me anyway, that day, and even started saying they could do an ultrasound if I wanted, I didn’t even need to worry about having insurance. I said no thank you. I was suspicious, but not fully aware yet of who I had even accidentally called. I told her no thank you and-hurried and called the correct office, that I had initially booked an appt with. they were overbooked that day as it was, and apologized, but they couldn’t push my appt any later and had to reschedule for a couple days later.
My anxiety, and desperation to get some answers, coupled with pressure on myself and stress, led me to call the other clinic, back.
They were happy to get me in, and I showed up. I started putting pieces together on the way over, and confirmed my suspicions when I walked in and saw the Bible verses on the walls. I started to change my mind and was preparing myself to leave but started convincing myself maybe these clinics weren’t as corrupt as I had heard, and that maybe the horror stories were just that. Maybe I was being dramatic, I was just stressed, these women were nice, etc blah blah
They asked for a urine sample and the woman who introduced herself as a nurse and another woman, appeared, but didn’t introduce herself, and had me sit in a room, them across from me, like an interview. They had notepads and internally I start freaking out at this point and I am about to get up and leave because everything now feels incredibly off, but the woman asks if I took a home test, I say yes. She looks at me , smiling “How did you feel, when you saw that positive test.?” I was already visibly nervous and upset at that point and so when she asked that it felt very invasive. I started to explain that I wasn’t oblivious to what they were doing and said I’d like them to stop. They backed off some and started back tracking, asking if I wanted to just get the ultrasound done, for my peace of mind. I definitely should have left, but like I said, my headspace was STRESSED and extremely anxious and I just WANTED to KNOW something. It didn’t even occur to me they might lie about what was on the ultrasound, or anything. I don’t know why it didn’t, but I know I wasn’t thinking clearly at all, and while I had started accepting that they would pressure me into keeping the pregnancy, I started trying to rationalize that I didnt think it was legal for them to do an ultrasound, a medical exam, if they weren’t qualified to do so?…. I still have so many questions and didn’t realize how little I knew about my own rights, and the legal aspects surrounding these things, until now.
I was showed a screen, (not the one the nurse used, she kept that turned to get the entire time) and showed me a normal enough seeming ultrasound. She did one on my stomach and one internally. I didn’t see a noticeable baby, just a sac… I did think I saw flickering, like when I saw my firsts heartbeat, at one point, but she moved the wand away and didn’t speak almost the entire time, never pointing anything out. I know this sounds so stupid but I assumed it was another organ? Or glitching maybe I don’t know…she apologized for being quiet, said she “had to concentrate.” She finally tells me what feels like 5 years later, I look to be 5 weeks 0 days. I take her word for it. I’m pretty overwhelmed. The other woman, (counselor, nurse, stranger????) was in the room the entire time, sitting behind me. Again I’m realizing how absurd this is now that I’m replaying it, and I’m mortified, but it happened and now here I am. Looking back they were uncomfortably quiet, and offered no reassurance really. But then as I’m preparing to leave, while I’m just going through the motions and lost in my thoughts, they tell me they want to try to hear the heartbeat next week, they’re sure they’ll be able to then. They’re almost like, giddy, lose any air of “professionalism” and hand me a box wrapped in a pink bow, that I opened at home and found out had a newborn onesie inside, that said “best gift ever.”
I’m still reeling. This was 2 Weeks ago. I’m upset. I feel stupid. I’m confused and feel like I was taken advantage of, in a way. And worst of all, I am now second guessing everything I thought I “found out.” The ultrasound picture they gave me, was cut off at the top. There is no date, time, name or gestational weeks.. I didn’t go to the follow up appointment, and instead scheduled an appointment with the office I went to for my first pregnancy. But I didn’t tell them what happened or that i had an ultrasound done already, I just told them the date of the positive test, and last suspected period. (Even though, with suspicious clinic saying 5 Weeks- that would mean I had a “period” after I was already pregnant- which is what led me to wonder if I was further along) couldn’t get me in until next week, when, if I go off of the ultrasound, would make me 9 weeks. Normal timing to be seen but I have been on a mental rollercoaster.
I feel like I’ve “popped” this past week, I have a noticeable bump, and everything just feels very off. I have been so depressed and confused I haven’t tried to get any help sooner because I’m just ashamed. But it is worrying me to death that maybe they lied, and my ultrasound was a fake, and I’ve now waited too long to have a choice. I think I decided I want to go through with this anyway, but I now wonder how much of my decision is being influenced by what happened? Pregnancy hormones are already difficult, my life has been chaos and while I think I’m making the decision based on my own choice, I’m not sure I can even trust myself and my decision making anymore after all this confusion… I really need any advice, guidance, support I don’t know. Am I being paranoid? Am I losing it? Is it unlikely a pro life clinic would really go that far?… I’m under too much stress to know what may just be me overreacting, and what is genuinely a concern, and what to do about it all either way. Any help would be appreciated. Thank you

So on Sunday I was on a clinical and myself and the EMS crew I was staging with, were posting and waiting for a call. I was sitting in the back in the jump seat and casually looked over through the gap in the partition that separates the patient compartment from the front cab of the ambulance in order to ask my preceptor a question. I caught my preceptor trash talking me to ny paramedic instructor. My paramedic instructor had texted her over FB messenger saying, “Yeah, he’s as slow as Christmas.” and she replied with, “I know, right? Lol”. When I saw that, my jaw hit the floor. I just couldn’t believe it. I am so hurt because my instructor was someone who I looked up to and had trusted and he even said it himself in an office meeting once that I was one of his brightest students. Now he is implying that I am stupid? Really? Like, that is honestly so disrespectful and unprofessional. I felt so betrayed and violated. Of all people, you’d think that he would show professionalism and keep whatever opinions he may have of me to himself. I would have NEVER said anything like that to him. Ever. After a call, I cried in the hospital’s restroom for like 10 minutes over it. It takes a LOT to make me cry. At the end of the clinical, my preceptor gave me a shit evaluation rating despite the fact that she never gave me the chance to do any of my skills except taking vitals. Should I report my instructor to the college for such unprofessionalism and for talking down about his student?
He can always just delete the messages and claim that I am making it all up, so I really don’t know what I should do. Both my preceptor and my instructor have no idea that I know about the messages and I didn’t want to mention that I knew about them to my preceptor over fear of her getting defensive and kicking me off the truck as well as my instructor dismissing me from the program. My instructor knows that I have Aspergers and ever since day one of class, I never felt like he liked me and that he always distanced himself from interacting with me (ie. not answering my emails, not calling on me in class when I raise my hand, etc.).

I’m taking the mcat on July 26th and I’m still behind on my scores but I have some pretty decent extra curriculars but I have no clinical hours and roughly 30 shadowing hours. I do have around 300 volunteer hours for junior tennis leagues.
My ec’s include:
Fraternity Finance chair 2 years and President 1 year Omicron delta kappa member Order of Omega Finance Chair 1 year Interfraternal Council Finance chair 2 years Gamma Sigma Alpha Secretary 1 Year Future Physicians Club VP 1 year Student Athletic Advisory Council representative 3 years Orientation Leader 2 Years Writing lab instructor 1 year (for 1 credit hour) Selected to attend a Leadership academy through my fraternity (nationally credited) Tennis Team Captain (a few sport related awards) SGA senator 1 year
I’m also a Biochemistry Pre-Health major with a 3.96 Gpa. Made a b in physics 1 and an A in physics 2.
Sorry for the long winded post but I’m concerned about my mcat score and while I plan on shooting for a 516 I was wondering if my extensive ecs may give me a little leeway on my score? Could I possibly get into and MD program with a 507ish score if I fail my expectations?

I "H" am a doctor in a relatively small town. For a while it was just me and my nurse "M" who ran the clinic. We weren't getting many patients other than an old regular I check up on frequently. But a couple seasons ago one of my old patients' grandchild moved onto his farm. I met the new farmer and they were very nice and gave me a coffee as a gift. One day, the town's homeless man found the farmer passed out in the grass and brought them to me so I took care of them. After that every morning when I opened the clinic they were there with coffee. Over time our friendship started to grow. And after a season of being friends they asked me to be their boyfriend. I gladly said yes but as word got out about me dating the farmer some older clients didn't seem to like me dating one of my patients, "M" included. So I ask you, am I in the wrong?

TL;DR - this is an extremely long rant, feel free to skip ❤️
Hey. Im a 17 year old male of British Bangladeshi ethnicity from South London. Ive just recently been diagnosed with ME/CFS, and it has truly ruined my life already within the span of 4 months; although they suspect that I had had the illness for nearly 9 years prior to the diagnosis.
I'm sure everyone on this page is familiar with the notion of this illness ruining people's lives. But I feel I must share more about my story to you all, because I need help.
When I was 9, my father was diagnosed with stage 4 blood (Hodgkin's Lymphoma) cancer, and 6 years later or so; having survived the initial cancer, he came down again with yet another stage 4 cancer in his bowel. I was there on the day of diagnosis of the first cancer, and never really understand it all as a child. Furthermore, I never really got to be a child. With my father being ill, i was stuck being almost a nurse for him at home, while trying to do my best in other aspects of my life. I didn't cry. I didn't moan. I would just try and help my mum as much as I could.
The issue then was at the time, I was suffering from major physical issues, where the possible diagnosis spanned from juvenile arthritis to just growing pains. It was a nightmare, but it was still liveable and I was still able to somewhat enjoy my time in my hobbies I had at the time and with my friends at school. This would turn out to be the initial showing signs of the ME that has struck me down 8 years later.
Fast forward to present day, I'm currently bedbound, or more sofa-bound, as our family has always struggled financially. I dont have my own room. I dont even have a wardrobe in this house to call my own. A place to put the things a 17 year old needs to put. But thats not the main issue. Im a young 17 year old man, yet I haven't gone to school in months. Currently in Year 12, having done extremely well in my GCSEs and having had a year 10 with a relatively symptom free year, year 11 was when it all really started. My school attendance for year 11 was 56%, yet I was just able to do well in my GCSEs because, lets be honest, in the grand scheme of things they're not very difficult. But for A-levels, with my current attendance of 31%, it is just not possible to do well in this way.
I was also a major talent in football. Ever since I was born, i had a passion for playing the sport, and had gotten pretty good at it; playing for Fulham academy for a while in the younger years when I was more physically capable. As i grew older, I attented trials at Crystal Palace and got in, but had to pull out due to 'injury'. This was my one passion. My only proper passion in life.
ME has ruined my life. I was seen as an extremely gifted individual in both academic and athletic aspects, but because of the brain fog and constant migraines and of course the fatigue and physical implications of the cfs, all of that has gone down the drain. I can't deal with this anymore. I've been stuck at home for months. I cant have my friends over because the house is too small. I cant get out of the house because standing for more than 5 minutes makes me dizzy (I also suffer from POTS). My father, who had become crazy from his double dose of max power chemo, and had already given up on life and is now depressed and stuck at home with me, is the only face I see in the mornings. My brother has a life to live at 21 years old, so he must ignore us in a way to protect himself. My mother. I want to kms for how much sufferage ive caused my mum. she didn't get married for this. she didnt have kids to live like this.
Ive been struggling with sever clinical depression due to the cfs, as expected. But, as is normal in an asian household for a young man, emotion doesn't exist. Even my depressed, crazy father doesnt see depression and sadness as an emotion, more just a defect of life. I need help. No doctors know anything about this stupid illness. therapists tell me to do some exercise and get out in the sun, even when i tell them i cannot stand and just attending the session is a huge challenge.
I miss my friends. I miss myself, Im not who i once was. I don't love football anymore. I cant learn anything like i used to enjoy doing when i was younger. even things as little as gaming has suffered, because i cant even concentrate and my eyesight suffers from the constant migraines. im going insane from the constant headache. how can a 17 year old live like a 90 year old? how can a boy remenisce on his life as if hes even lived it? the only time my brain seems to work is when im desperate at 3 am in the long sleepless nights the goddamn insomnia causes. there was a period where i didnt sleep for 3 weeks straight. the other people my age seem to be living life, actually growing and making memories. my closest friend group have made plans to go to spain for the summer. they know i cant go with them. this hurts. i cant even cry. i dont have a place in my house, and i was raised so that i didnt show any emotion other than happiness to my parents. i cried for the first time in my mature lifetime in front of another human being in my first therapy session. it didnt feel normal. I told my therapist, 'crying always felt like i was admitting defeat' and i still feel that way, but she pointed out that this was because of how i was raised. is this really what life is? ive always been an overly empathetic person and it has gotten to the point that i dont even want to meet someone in a romantic setting or get married or whatever, because i dont want whatever is happening to my mum to happen to my future wife, where she has to take care of a useless thing like me. im not worth that and i couldnt bare the guilt of ruining a girls life just to say i got married to her. the reality of my loneliness in the future is dawning on me, or even worse the reality of depending on my parents as a middle aged adult. id rather die.
It was always my dream to travel and leave England, and live and die in Spain or Chile. ive even learnt spanish, almost B level fluency after a couple years of learning. I guess id have to forget that now.

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A pop up clinic on 3rd Ave in the Bronx is doing a heart disease research study June 3-5 that pays $45 for 15 minutes of your time. Get your blood drawn to test your Lp(a) levels and they give you a $45 visa gift card. The study is being done by a company called Care Access.
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A pop up clinic on 3rd Ave in the Bronx is doing a heart disease research study June 3-5 that pays $45 for 15 minutes of your time. Get your blood drawn to test your Lp(a) levels and they give you a $45 visa gift card. The study is being done by a company called Care Access.
Lp(a) tests are normally around $100 so this is a great deal.
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A pop up clinic on 3rd Ave in the Bronx is doing a heart disease research study June 3-5 that pays $45 for 15 minutes of your time. Get your blood drawn to test your Lp(a) levels and they give you a $45 visa gift card. The study is being done by a company called Care Access.
Lp(a) tests are normally around $100 so this is a great deal.
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A pop up clinic on 3rd Ave in the Bronx is doing a heart disease research study June 3-5 that pays $45 for 15 minutes of your time. Get your blood drawn to test your Lp(a) levels and they give you a $45 visa gift card. The study is being done by a company called Care Access.
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I’m pretty sure my 4yo son has ADHD. Here is why:
-Preschool troubles since he turned 2.5yo. Hitting, biting, not listening etc.
-He’s been sent home for behavior multiple times in the past year.
-Hard time sitting still and keeping hands to self during circle time.

• Extracurricular activities are hard. When he was 3 we signed him up for soccer and he could not follow along. He was the only kid running around. Bursting at the seams with discomfort when having to wait or listen to the instructor.

-Short but frequent tantrums during age 3.
-Sometimes everyday tasks are a power struggle (we know how to diffuse it so it doesn’t become a power struggle, but he will try to start it)

• Easily distracted. (Ex. Will go in his room to get dressed but I’ll find him naked on the bed reading a book.)

-Not interested in coloring or writing. Sometimes he’ll say “you do it!” When I try to engage him in it.

• Gets silly and almost unreachable when overstimulated. Big gatherings are hard.
  
• Frequently interrupts when adults are talking.
  

He’s a smart kid. He can be incredibly sweet and loves his family and friends… it’s just like he cannot control himself. His dad and I are exhausted… he’s a hard kid to parent.
We’ve begun working with a child psychologist who observed him at school. She said adhd or gifted is a possibility, but she is hesitant to give a diagnosis this young and without doing a full screening. I appreciate her POV, it just feels so obvious to me and I want to be proactive. School has become a huge problem and I wonder if medication could help him there.
Does anyone have any advice or wisdom to share? Feeling very isolated at the moment.

Hello,
My name is Claire Spinka, and I am a fourth-year clinical psychology student at Alder University in Chicago. I am reaching out because my dissertation may be to your community and you.
I am looking for:

• Mexican American women (18-40)
• Diagnosed with irritable bowel syndrome (IBS)
• Has access to the internet
• And is fluent in English

My research aims to explore the intersectionality of identifying as a Latina, family support, perceived medical provider support, and acculturation stress may impact protect or worsen women’s mental and physical health. The study will involve an hour interview and participants will be compensated for their time with a $25 gift card to Amazon.
I would greatly appreciate you dispersing this information as you see fit. This research is to benefit the IBS community and develop research that is from a culturally conscious lens.
If interested, please contact me directly via Facebook direct message or through email ([cspinka@adler.edu](mailto:cspinka@adler.edu)).

Hello,
My name is Claire Spinka, and I am a fourth-year clinical psychology student at Alder University in Chicago. I am reaching out because my dissertation may be to your community and you.
I am looking for:

• Mexican American women (18-40)
• Diagnosed with irritable bowel syndrome (IBS)
• Has access to the internet
• And is fluent in English

My research aims to explore the intersectionality of identifying as a Latina, family support, perceived medical provider support, and acculturation stress may impact protect or worsen women’s mental and physical health. The study will involve an hour interview and participants will be compensated for their time with a $25 gift card to Amazon.
I would greatly appreciate you dispersing this information as you see fit. This research is to benefit the IBS community and develop research that is from a culturally conscious lens.
If interested, please contact me directly via Facebook direct message or through email ([cspinka@adler.edu](mailto:cspinka@adler.edu)).

Hello,
My name is Claire Spinka, and I am a fourth-year clinical psychology student at Alder University in Chicago. I am reaching out because my dissertation may be to your community and you.
I am looking for:

• Mexican American women (18-40)
• Diagnosed with irritable bowel syndrome (IBS)
• Has access to the internet
• And is fluent in English

My research aims to explore the intersectionality of identifying as a Latina, family support, perceived medical provider support, and acculturation stress may impact protect or worsen women’s mental and physical health. The study will involve an hour interview and participants will be compensated for their time with a $25 gift card to Amazon.
I would greatly appreciate you dispersing this information as you see fit. This research is to benefit the IBS community and develop research that is from a culturally conscious lens.
If interested, please contact me directly via Facebook direct message or through email ([cspinka@adler.edu](mailto:cspinka@adler.edu)).

I'm 21 and I feel empty. I'm becoming less and less motivated, and I feel so tired all the time. Sometimes my desire to lay down and do nothing for hours on end overwhelms everything else, even when there are other things that I need or want to do. I'm slowly becoming more detached from hobbies that I used to really enjoy simply because they require effort, and also because I have a hard time finding inherit value in the things that I do, oftentimes looking for validation.
Recently, mainly since COVID, it really feels like life has been kicking me while I'm down. I was working full time and going to high school online due to COVID, then I dropped out and went to go live with my dying father for a bit, racking up debt to support us because nobody was hiring where he lived. I got back, and me and my mother have been tense ever since. This was three years ago. I've been trying to get my life back together ever since I dropped out, but my grades were awful in high school and this is went to the Job Corps. They fucked up my life even more and I'm just now getting my driver's license because the JC couldn't be bothered to help me with that despite a license being a prerequisite to work in the industry. I've been hopping jobs, and now I have a warrant in debt due to CC debt that I had to default on in the JC because they wouldn't help me with that or even give me work in the first place.
I have never been clinically diagnosed, but I sure as hell feel depressed based on how people who have it have had it describe it. I don't have a big support group due to being yanked around the country as an adolescent because of my mother's job, my best friend is halfway across the country, I have autism so I have a hard time connecting with people already, and it's hard to actually do stuff and meet people when you're broke and can't drive. I feel trapped, and I know that I'm not going to be able to get out for another month or two at least because I have to deal with this warrant in debt and I have to connect with my old JC instructors and see what jobs they might have available for me, or find something localnonce I can work as a Solar Electrician.
On top of all of that, because I'm so broke and basically locationally handicapped because I can't drive without someone else in the car, I'm losing connection to the people that I care about. I haven't talked to my bestie in three weeks, I've essentially been avoiding a girl whose interested in me because I'm broke and can't do nice things with her that I really want to do with her, and I've just been subconsciously floating away from everyone else. I wake up tired, I go to work/sit at home and try to muster up the motivation to do something productive, then I go to sleep tired, repeat. Every time I actually do something productive, especially engage in a hobby like writing, I never feel like what I wrote is ever good or worth anything, especially compared to how successful other people are. I feel like I can't do anything right.
I don't even know what to do anymore.

I’m changing my flair from ABSN to new grad! I walked yesterday and I honestly haven’t been this happy in a long time.
I know this sub encourages high quality discussion, so I wanted to share that for all of you who are doubting whether or not you can make it, you can. I finished my undergrad degree in psychology fall 2022 and started a 15 month ABSN in January 2023. There were lots of times when I thought, “this isn’t for me. I’m not cut out to be a nurse. I’m too shy, too anxious, I haven’t learned this material well enough.”
And sure, I could have done more. I didn’t get Latin honors but I finished with a 3.5 GPA that I’m damn proud of, walked with Sigma Theta Tau’s cords around my neck, and a 4.0 my last semester. My instructor for my senior preceptorship wrote in my clinical eval that I had a very strong foundation in nursing skills and worked well with the interprofessional team. The charge nurse of that floor told my instructor that I was doing really well and I overheard her praise while I was taking care of a very sick patient (it was hard not to cry).
I share these things not to brag (seriously, I’m embarrassed sharing so much and feel like I’m being egotistical), but to encourage you to step back and reflect on your progress. Not from how you think you’re doing, because you’re your own worst critic. But rather from the perspective of how you fit in a team. How do your professors think of you? How can you step up and seek opportunities at clinical? Can you ask a peer for help when they know how to do a skill more confidently than you? Maybe ask a CNA at clinical if you can help with a bed bath or linen change if you need to brush up on those skills.
I did my best in nursing school when I worked with others, whether it was talking with my instructor after clinical because I felt insecure, studying for long hours in the library with my peers (and burning through my Expo markers), or asking them to help me understand something better. Learning to work in a team is more important than any ATI exam.
I’m glad I found this sub, and I hope everyone here continues to strive to do their best!