Physician, heal thyself.

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Hiatus

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[lilithdevile]

ATTENTION PET OWNERS

This post is going to rushed but I’m still shaking and it’s hard to type but I NEED people to know this

My mom just took my dog to the vet She(my dog) was(still is?) having a seizure

Last month we took my dog to the vet and they told us she had developed diabetes, they told us it was caused by the food she was eating, purina beneful. They told us that there have been many many many reports of Beneful has been causing diabetes, seizures, and even death in dogs.

We had no idea

We immediately switched her food and put her on a special diet plan for her diabetes, unfortunately the effects were already permeate.

Today at 11:20 my mom woke me up crying, I helped her carry my dog to the car (while she was still having a seizure) and watched her drive away red faced and still crying.

Please please PLEASE if you are feeding your pets Purina beneful PLEASE switch their food ASAP Beneful is poising dogs and I don’t want anyone else to experience what I just did Also if you could please help me signal boost this so everyone can know

[toxic-w0nder-deactivated2016020]

This would explain why my dog has seizures now…fucking hell

[the666assbutt]

Reblog and save lives of dogs

[skeletonboyfriend-remade]

found out purina was the reason my dog winston had been having seizures and puking. please don’t feed your dog purina.

[st-rks-deactivated20160918]

reblog even if you don’t own a dog or even if you’re not “a dog person” because I can’t even imagine how horribly depressed I would be if this happened to my dog

[thislovelylady]

forcedoctor:

        “Um, y-yes, I have…  I’m sorry to be a bother, but I’m looking for some herbs and I was told you were the one to come to.  I-I’m a doctor, by the way.  Rishyet Sang, from Coruscant,” she explained hastily, in case the shop owner should think she’s some sort of addict looking for a new high.  “I’m studying the properties of certain traditional medical herbs from different cultures, so…”

        Rishyet was far more comfortable with books than with people.  When her master suggested she take on some field research, she’d expected to be, well, in an actual field with a guide book, picking plants.  But there weren’t field guides for every planet she happened to stop at, which meant she had to get help from actual beings.  She wasn’t terribly good at that yet; at least, not outside of clinical setting.  Perhaps that was the real reason she’d been sent on this journey.

Goodness, what an introduction. But a doctor! A real doctor from a civilized planet! Lenora couldn’t help but feel excited, but noting the girl’s shy demeanor she tempered her enthusiasm.

“Ah, of course!” Smiling warmly, she beckoned the young woman come into the shop further. “I’d be more than happy to help you, Doctor Sang. What is it exactly you’re looking for? I’ve collected a wide variety of herbs all my life.” She gestured around to the shelves of various potions and bottles, dried flowers hanging overhead, and everything else in between. “I’m sure I can provide you with at least a little of what you need!”

[forcedoctor-a-blog]

        Rishyet looked around with genuine curiosity at all the concoctions on the shelves, not to mention the plant samples.  This was the oldest form of medication, tried and tested through millennia.  Even if the droids should all break down and the synthesizers cease to produce molecules correctly, there would always be plants.  Rishyet was something of an anachronist in many respects; she appreciated the old ways of doing things, before technology erased an entire subset of knowledge from many cultures.

        “I... honestly don’t know where to begin...” she admitted after a moment of hesitation, snapping back to the herbalist as if she’d been caught doing something wrong instead of examining the wares.  “I’m not looking for anything specific, really...  I don’t suppose there are any useful books I could read...?  I don’t know much about this planet’s plant life, let alone its properties...”

[blindedspectre]

Late Nights

It was late at night on Courscant, of course, that didn’t mean anything to the youngling huddled in one of the manny rows of books and records.

It didn’t matter the time, but young Caleb Dume would always find a way into the Jedi Archives. His own Jedi training took up most of his time, but the young boy always wanted to learn. And at night…the Archives were like his own person playing ground. With many of the knights and other younglings asleep, there was no one to bother him. Of course…that also meant that there was no one to answer his questions when something confused him. So, he usually stored them in the back of his mind to ask the next day.

He was so caught up in what he was reading, he didn’t even hear anyone approaching.

[forcedoctor-a-blog]

        Rishyet was, as usual, carrying a massive stack of holopads.  The Archives at night were her haven, where she could escape the antiseptic-scented cage of the Halls of Healing without anyone to bother her.  She was so used to being alone, though, that she didn’t think to look where she was going.  She walked straight into Caleb, spilling half of the stack right on top of his head while simultaneously tripping over one of his feet and landing flat on her face.  Her surprised shout echoed through the empty stacks.

        “I’msorryI’msorryI’msorry!” she gasped, trying to pick up all the holopads even while still sprawled on the floor.  If someone walked by and saw the mess, she would surely be in trouble.  Again.

[forcedoctor-a-blog]

@fivc555

    Even he was one to admit, though he wouldn’t say it, that the metaphor was not great. But then again, it was highly appropriate. “I’d think so. Too many minds attempted work on the same thing causes more trouble than not. I’ve seen my fair share of things on and off the battlefield.”

    “Well and not everyone around here exactly understands the science behind such things either.

    The ARC slowed his pace when he noticed the Padawan half-sprinting trying to keep up with him. “Not to worry, as I said it’s what I’m here to do.” Fives interrupted himself with a slight smile at her last words. “They don’t entirely design these places with ease of navigation in mind.”

        “You can say that again,” Rishyet agreed, finally able to catch her breath.   “I suppose it’s so that an invading force won’t be able to navigate it, but it’s still frustrating...”  She’d given up trying to keep track of all the turns awhile back.

        “You know, even if this is your job, I’m glad you’re nice about it.  Not everyone is.  So, thanks.  ...I keep saying that, don’t I?  You must be getting tired of it.  Say, um, maybe we could grab dinner in the canteen?  Otherwise it’s just me by myself and a ration cube.  I... don’t have many friends.  Any, actually.”

[oopsiewoopsie123]

Reblog if you’re alright with creating new verses or AU’s to interact with other RPer’s!

[liikeglitterandgcld]

lily-memes:

While your muses might not be from the same universe or be able to interact easily, things can always be worked out if the muns collaborate and talk with each other!

[yeezuss]

reblog with the age you turn in 2018

[forcedoctor-a-blog]

You guys, I got a promotion!

[rainbow-bear]

A king has no sons, no daughters, and no queen. For this reason he must decide who will take the throne after he dies. To do this he decides that he will give all of the children of the kingdom a single seed. Whichever child has the largest, most beautiful plant will earn the throne; this being a metaphor for the kingdom. At the end of the contest all of the children came to the palace with their enormous and beautiful plants in hand. After he looks at all of the children’s pots, he finally decides that the little girl with an empty pot will be the next Queen. Why did he choose this little girl over all of the other children with their beautiful plants.

[ademigodgirl]

The seeds were all dead (burned, fake, etc.).  The other kids cheated and got different seeds and planted them.  The little girl didn’t cheat and was not able to grow anything because the seed was dead.  She was the only one who didn’t cheat.

[lizthefangirl]

damn

[zorascreation]

Nothing like original fairy tales! 

[roachpatrol]

i get the moral it’s trying to convey but that king is an idiot and the kingdom’s doomed. you don’t appoint an honest kid who will forthrightly admit a failure like that to leadership of a country, you put that kid in charge of like… the army, or something. the department of agriculture. 

i’d send out dead seeds, then appoint the kid with the biggest and most beautiful plant anyway. ideally the same kind of plant as the dead seeds were from. and ideally a kid with a really good pokerface. that kid knows:

a) how to perceive failure early (a well developed second plant means they knew how soon the first seeds should sprout and didn’t fuck around when they didn’t) 

b) how to fix the situation (a second plant of the same species means they got someone to help them identify the seeds and plant more, or are observant enough to do it themselves)

c) how to get the best people for a job in to do it (kids aren’t great gardeners. a beautiful science project probably means mom did all the work— just what you want from a child ruler and their regent)

all around, that kid (or their mom) is the kind of devious results-oriented bald-faced liar you want to go toe-to-toe with the lords of your country and the rulers of your neighbors. not a little kid who admits defeat so early and in a situation with such high stakes. ‘whoops i didn’t grow a plant’ sounds a lot less sweet when you phrase it like ‘i give up on ruling my country’. 

you know, i think i’d also send agents out to encourage the kids to destroy each other’s plants. let’s see who’s good at seige warfare, too.

[incorrectdiscworldquotes]

Did Lord Vetinari write that post?

[mongolman101]

Either Havelock Vetinari, or his second cousin once removed, Niccolo Machiavelli.

[forcedoctor-a-blog]

Now, see, I woulda said the kid with the empty pot because clearly they planted their seed outside in the ground, since pots can limit a plant's growth. Thus their plant grew so big that it couldn't fit in the door.

However, if the seeds were dead, I'd have chosen the kid who realized that, then went out and got a live seed of the same variety and grew that.

[thislovelylady]

@forcedoctor

“–You look like you’ve traveled a long way,” Lenora furrowed her brow and set aside her book, leaning forward on the counter of her modest little shop. The woman who walked in clearly wasn’t from this planet and therefore she was both curious and a bit worried. Tresselia was practically in the middle of nowhere and nobody but junkers or merchants stopped by… “How can I help you?”

[forcedoctor-a-blog]

        “Um, y-yes, I have...  I’m sorry to be a bother, but I’m looking for some herbs and I was told you were the one to come to.  I-I’m a doctor, by the way.  Rishyet Sang, from Coruscant,” she explained hastily, in case the shop owner should think she’s some sort of addict looking for a new high.  “I’m studying the properties of certain traditional medical herbs from different cultures, so...”

        Rishyet was far more comfortable with books than with people.  When her master suggested she take on some field research, she’d expected to be, well, in an actual field with a guide book, picking plants.  But there weren’t field guides for every planet she happened to stop at, which meant she had to get help from actual beings.  She wasn’t terribly good at that yet; at least, not outside of clinical setting.  Perhaps that was the real reason she’d been sent on this journey.

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@fivc555

    Well, there it was. He was disposed to provide help again. Not that he’d say no.

    Fives signaled to the Padawan to tag along behind him. “It’s this way.” The ARC began the brisk walk to the lab. “Seems they trust you more with than what you say. Not everyone is allowed to work within the labs on base.”

        “Um, well, I really wouldn’t be able to do my work without access to the medical equipment, so it’s really more of a necessity...” she explained.  “But I can understand that... Even if everyone was being very careful when visiting, too many cooks in the kitchen can spoil the sauce, to use a bad metaphor.  But at the same time, chemistry and the like did originate in the kitchen, so maybe it’s appropriate after all?”

        She had to jog to keep up.  The clones were taller than the average human, and practically towered over Rishyet.  Though, that was true of almost everybody she met.  She got a surprising amount of exercise trying to keep up with tall people, especially for someone who wasn’t supposed to do much exercise at all.

        “Thanks for helping me again...  When I don’t have a map to memorize, I get all turned around...”

[mortsauvage]

forcedoctor:

        “Huh?  Oh, that’s just my complexion…  Come to think of it, though…”  She tilted her head, recalling what she had previously assumed to be a figment of her imagination.  Sure, there where ghosts where she came from, but they were more the type to dispense cryptic riddles as advice than to grouch about living quarters in a melodramatic fashion.

        “Medicine… collection?  Oh, I’d love to see it!  If that’s not too much trouble, I mean.”  She snapped out of her thoughts instantly, trotting to catch up.  The old mansion was just full of fantastic surprises.  Although being a space alien stranded on a pre-hyperdrive planet was less than ideal, her hosts were ever so gracious in giving her a roof over her head and teaching her a bit about how the humans lived here.  And the clothes she was allowed to borrow were just wonderful, all rich dark colors and cameos and old lace and the softness that only comes with a hand-me-down.

        As they descended the stairs, Rishyet took an additional small delight in the creaks that signaled actual wood–nevermind that creaky wood could be rickety.

“No trouble at all. She’s been dying to test her creations on someone new. With your permission, of course. She only takes willing participants, especially after that last lawsuit.” It was a rule that had been implemented when dealing with those outside the family even though it was sometimes difficult for his mother-in-law to stick with.

“Be sure to tell her any underlying medical conditions you have. Or not if you enjoy the thrill.” They make it to the foyer with him leading the way down a hallway and through a door that would take them to basement level. The clattering of pots sound from deeper down with an elderly woman’s voice mumbling ingredients to herself.

“Grandmama, our guest is here.” Gomez calls when they make it to the end and push open a heavy wooden door. He steps aside to allow the other in first and, as soon as they step into the room, their senses are attacked by a putrid odor wafting from one of the many cauldrons she was using.

[forcedoctor-a-blog]

        “Ah, well, I’m always willing to give it a try, I suppose, but I don’t think her data from me would be very... representative of the general population.”  She gestured to the crown of little horns on her head with a half-smile.  Her species had a very high tolerance for chemicals--both medicines and poisons.  So it was doubtful that whatever it was would kill her... but it was also doubtful that she’d show any positive effects, either.

        Rishyet sniffed the air as they entered the... laboratory?  Potions room?  Kitchen?  She could pick out a number of distinct ingredients, many of which could have caused the wrinkling of her poor, sensitive nose.  But at the same time, she looked about with wonder.  Herbs!  Beakers!  Cauldrons!  She was at least smart enough not to actually put her hand to the hot metal to confirm their reality, but it was a near thing.  She didn’t know where to look first; it was all so fascinating.

        “Thank you for allowing me into your home,” she said for what must have been the fifth time that day, giving a customary bow of greeting toward the old woman.

[anakinskywalkrx]

❀ Doctor, so medicine maybe? Your choice I guess. :)

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With the amount of reckless behavior, Anakin possessed it was not very surprising that he often got hurt. Most of the time they were only minor injuries but this time he was hurt a bit more than usual so Obi-Wan send him off to see the doctor, despite his protests. 

“I swear it’s not such a big deal!” Anakin said while very carefully removing his shirt to show the would on his left side. The wound had stopped bleeding on its own but it still didn’t look very pretty. “Guess that will be another scar to add to my collection.” 

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@anakinskywalkrx

He felt bad when he heard her fall down. Anakin shot everyone that was snickering an angry look before he continued to the speeder. He stayed silent while she climbed in with some difficulty.

Flying was something he always enjoyed even if he prefered it to be faster. After a while, he noticed Rishyet glance up from her book looking around curiously as if she hadn’t been out a lot. “Do you like flying?” Anakin asked glancing over towards her from the piloting seat. “We could go somewhere later if you would like… It’s not like I can do that much right now either way.” Of course he could always meditate but he could only do it for so long before losing focus.

Anakin parkeed the speeder near the senate building and turned around to look at her. “Will you stay here to read or will you come along and actually wait outside?”

        “Huh?  F-flying?  I suppose...  Though I don’t get to often... at all, really.  I’m not cleared for piloting, so I don’t get access to the training simulator.  I only know the theory from manuals...  But... it’s nice.  I feel like a... a pet bird that’s escaped its cage.  Okay, that sounded really weird.  Sorry...  A-anyway, I’m fine, but if there’s anywhere that you’d like to go, I’m fine with tagging along.”

        They arrived at the senate building and she stared up at it with some awe.  It was... a lot bigger in person.  Holoimages didn’t really give a sense of scale to the grandeur of Coruscant’s official buildings, or really convey how painful it was to have light glinting off a golden statue and right into her eyes.  Ouch.  She looked away to rub the spots out of her vision.

       “U-um, is it alright if I come inside the building?  I kind of stick out, out here...”  She looked around at all the smartly-dressed individuals carrying briefcases and holopads, rushing about as if they had somewhere important to be.  A few gave the pair some cursory glances, double-taking at the Zabrak in dark blue on light blue (the uniform of the Jedi Healers, but how could a senate attache be expected to know that?).  After all, Jedi didn’t wear colors, did they?  And blue on blue?  So tacky.

        Rishyet held her holopads a little tighter, as if trying to hide behind them.

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@sleuthingspooks

       He had actually been paying attention to it. That was because of his friends, though, otherwise Shaggy would have paid it no mind. Sometimes these things happen, especially in the lower levels of Coruscant. No matter where it was, there was always poverty somewhere, and in this case it was down further in the deeper guts of the city. Power outages tended to affect more than just the lower levels, but so long as things weren’t out of hand for the upper echelon, nobody really paid it any mind.

                           “What, do you like…think someone’s causin’ it?” Shaggy prompted when she trailed off without sign of continuing. He glanced over, clearly curious about the padawan’s reasons for venturing so far down. “Then…down t-to the works it is. I hope you know what you’re doing, man. I’m like, pretty fond of being alive.” And everyone knew that Jedi were always in the midst of trouble. Shaggy started moving forward with the transport, moving into the nearest skyway lane.

       “I couldn’t say for sure, but the pattern’s been awfully consistent...  I mean, we are at war, and sabotage of the political and military centers of the capital would allow for a rapid takeover...  So much of our planetary defenses rely on the energy grid, you know?  But at the same time, the power grid is complex and there are millennias’ worth of redundancies in order to prevent that sort of thing.  I couldn’t help but notice that the outages have been centered around the Temple and Senate districts...  I think someone might be testing the grid, seeing what supplies which part.  Oooor it could just be conduit worms.”  She shrugged, knowing that it sounded crazy the moment all the babble fell out of her mouth.

        “If it gets dangerous, I won’t ask you to stay.  I know I’m asking a lot just to get down there...  But the most we’d have to worry about would be rogue droids or a pack of cthons or something.  Not that those aren’t dangerous, but it’s all relative, I suppose.  S-sorry, I babble when I’m nervous.”  She fidgeted and looked out the window at the traffic.  And anyway, she didn’t get out much, so the feeling of sunlight on her face was rather nice.

[padawanlost]

Jedi Order: Enlisting New Members

“Locating Force-strong newborns is a straightforward process, at least  within the Republic’s borders. Mandatory blood tests performed at birth record the concentration of midi-chlorians in an infant’s cells, and  positive results are forwarded to the Jedi Temple for follow-up.

The job of a Jedi Recruiter can be thankless. While many families are proud to have their offspring chosen by the Force, the practical reality of taking a child away from his or her parents is messy and  unpleasant. We Jedi firmly believe that Force-strong beings have a right to receive the best training available, and our way requires  shunning emotional commitment, especially toward one’s birth family. 

Yet something that seems self-evident to us has been characterized as  monstrous in the HoloNet. I admit that while we recruiters are vital to the continuation of the Order, we don’t do much to burnish the  Order’s reputation.

The following are perennial slurs leveled against the Order. As a Jedi  Knight you must do your part to counter these lies, not by arguing but  by setting an example of selflessness and service.

[…]

The Jedi are kidnappers. An all too familiar accusation for Jedi Recruiters, this charge springs from the pain of emotional  attachment. It is also technically false. Within the Republic, the  Jedi Order has the legal authority to take custody of Force-sensitives, and some Masters have argued that the Force’s  presence in a child indicates the child’s consent to join the Order even before he or she is able to speak.

Source: The Jedi Path: A Manual for Students of the Force by Daniel Wallace]

[padawanlost]

#we legally have this power so it’s not kidbapping#oh my god#the jedi literally had an indoctrination book to teach their members that people’s rightful attempt#to question and challenge their most controversial powers were just meaningless slurs produced by ignorant and narrow-minded peasants#I MEAN#AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO READS IT AND /HEARS/ THE CONDESCENDING DESPISING HAUGHTY TONE?#as if they are talking about silly children quarrelling about something illogical#and the justification they bring is#EVER HEARD OF ‘IF A LAW IS WRONG IT MUST BE CHANGED’?#and the thing that a high midichlorian count straight-up means consent?#fuck that#just another way to justify their power effortlessly#jedi order#jedi flawed doctrine#totalitarian space cult#jedi recruitment methods#jedi path: a manual for students of the force#daniel wallace#books#book quotes#protest against the jedi#consent issues#jedi disregard of consent#kidnapping#systematic dismantling of family interaction (tags by @thendstartsnow)

[cellarspider]

For even more context of how goddamn bananas this statement is: back in the EU, even the Sith Empire didn’t have compulsory training. While a policy of that nature might have gone into effect around the start of the Galactic Cold War due to a shortage of combat-ready Sith, it’s never explicitly been laid out. I mean, this is described as a culture with hereditary chattel slavery and Sith training could very easily be deadly, but even in that ludicrously evil clusterfuck of a society, training wasn’t mandatory. Sith Academy training appears to have only accepted adult students. Hell, a lot of Force-sensitive kids got trained by their families to some degree or another. Some never went through official Academy training at all. Hell, you have the occasional Sith who used the Light Side and were protected and trained by their families.

How is it that the Jedi feel creepier about this than the massive dumpster fire of murder over in Sith territory.

[cordeanddorme-deactivated202105]

Also @padawanlost and @cellarspider - can we talk about the fact that that statement about the Sith Empire meant that there were once entire FAMILIES of Force-Sensitives and now, as far as we can tell, it’s the Jedi or bust? Like how did that happen? I get that the Jedi hunted the Sith to extinction but then does that mean they also just went genocidal and killed the rest of the people and their families - but then took the orphaned children as their own conquest of battle?

I mean…. damnit was it like the fucking crusade???

[padawanlost]

I don’t know much about that time periods, I always assumed all the sith families were extinct during the war against the Jedi. But you got a point. I can’t see the Jedi allowing the members of the sith family to roam the galaxy free, no matter the age. Maybe the kids ended up in one of those secret Jedi prisons, which is still terrible because it meant a life sentence without the possibility of parole or a fair trial.

Whatever happened to those families let a strong impression on the Jedi.

 Source: The Jedi Path: A Manual for Students of the Force by Daniel Wallace

Powerful, force-sensitive families were forbidden.That must mean there’s more to it than it appears.

I think you’re onto something, @cordeanddorme!

[thinkingheron]

Powerful, force-sensitive families were forbidden.That must mean there’s more to it than it appears.

Maybe I’ve been thinking too much about the Skywalker family and what could have been if Anakin didn’t turn, but… There just isn’t a universe where this family will be left alone, is there? If the Sith doesn’t tear them apart, the Jedi will, and if neither there’s still going to be someone trying to exploit their power somehow.

[padawanlost]

Exactly! This kind of thing is exactly why I don’t believe the Jedi would ever easily allow Anakin and Padmé to raise Luke and Leia whatever way they wanted. Besides, the fact Luke and Leia were born force-sensitive means they consented to be turn into Jedi, right? So taking them from an unstable father would be right thing to do. If the kids wanted to be raised by their parents then they should not have been born force-sensitive. It’s really Luke and Leia’s fault :P

Seriously, there’s no way the Jedi would just the Skywalkers go. Way too much power out of their hands.

[forcedoctor-a-blog]

@mynameisanakin This is one of the things that bothers/infuriates Rish the most, and it has especially unfortunate implications for her own circumstance that the people around her have definitely picked up on.

[exorcist-on-paws-blog]

Reblog if I'm allowed to send you in character asks even if we have never talked before.

[forcedoctor-a-blog]

More mobile meta: I wonder if the Jedi are even allowed to eat meat (barring those few obligate carnivore species). Like, there are a lot of reasons why they wouldn't. Meat was historically reserved for the rich, who could afford to slaughter animals that the poor used as work beasts or producers (think milk and eggs). If the poor got meat at all, it was when the animal could no longer produce and was old, and the meat would then be preserved or sold. Simce the Jedi are supposed to live lives of poverty (nevermind their grand Temple), would that sort of (historic, the Jedi don't change with the times as we all know) luxury? The temple refectories all have their own attached kitchen gardens, but I have yet to hear of a kitchen pig pen. Another reason is that it might constitute (in their strange Jedi logic) unnecssary killing to kill an animal so they can eat it when not all of them need to. Perhaps it's even conaidered an affront to the Force to raise an animal from birth and then kill it--like killing your dog. In some historic Buddhist cultures, one could only eat the meat of a wild animal, because killing a farm animal would be like killing a guest or a family member. That is, in those cultures able to rationalize eating meat at all. I imagine there is a somewhat sarcastic tale of a Jedi master who was so compassionate that he slept under a mosquito net to avoid rolling over on them at night and taking a life.