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Jack watched you leave. You tried not to notice it.
The problem was… you noticed almost everything Jack did.
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“Oh, wow. Long day yesterday?”
You rolled your eyes at Robby’s teasing tone and crossed your arms on the counter of the nurses’ station, burying your face against them.
“Very long day.” He hummed. “And you weren’t even working.”
“I would have preferred work.” Your voice came out muffled against your arms.
You stiffened at the sound of Jack’s uneven steps drawing closer.
Three days of working side by side with the man had done nothing to help you out of the state of petrified shock you found yourself in after meeting him for the first time. You thought, naively perhaps, that your day off would solve the issue, but judging by your body’s response, it had not.
You tried to keep your distance. You tried to keep your working relationship strictly professional. You didn’t want to know more about him. You didn’t want to learn how he drank his coffee or what made him laugh, because knowing those things, knowing the man behind his professional skills, felt dangerous.
But, working in a job as high-stress, fast-paced, and high-stakes as the Emergency Department? That shit built relationships like nothing else. You had to know you could depend on every member of your team. You had to be a team, a well-oiled machine, because every second could make the difference between salvageable and lost.
Not all Emergency Departments were the same, of course. The one where you had done your residency, the staff were friendly with each other, but hardly anyone went out for drinks after a shift.
PTMC was different.
A big, happy, fucked up little family. The PittFest shooting drowned in the media and was forgotten by the world a few weeks later, but the Emergency Department that had fought all night to save 106 of 112 wounded victims had only grown closer together…
“What happened to our new secret weapon?”
Jack called you that after the MVC on your second day, when you needed more surgical consults than the fellow on night shift could handle and your SCC training came in handy. The certification helped bridge the gap between Emergency Medicine and the intensive care unit, whilst also permitting you to perform a greater range of bedside surgical procedures than a normal emergency physician was allowed to.
You hoped the nickname wouldn’t stick.
You were neither an ace up the Emergency Department’s sleeve nor a weapon.
“Bad day, apparently.” Robby hummed.
You looked up, tired, exhausted, every inch of you still buzzing with the anger and disappointment of yesterday.
“Have either of you ever had five marines get shitfaced on your lawn on a Thursday afternoon after they promised to build a swing set - which they didn’t even end up building? Because I have, and I would like to erase that experience. I mean-”
You were getting worked up. You knew you were, but you couldn’t stop yourself. You had no one to vent this shit to. Your husband had been your best friend, and growing up on military bases across the country had made it difficult to form long, lasting friendships, and you were just so frustrated.
“They are fucking marines. Yeah, they are in their fifties and retired, but there were five of them. They have like - what? - thirty deployments between them, surely, but a swing set is out of their scope of capabilities? They promised they’d do it, put together like two things and started drinking beer and reminiscing about my husband, like what the fuck?”
“Maybe we can dial back the F bombs, there are children here.”
Oh.
Oh ho ho, no.
Your head snapped around, gaze searching and finding the woman who had spoken, eyes narrowing.
“Excuse me?”
Robby and Jack exchanged a look over your head, both men recognising the icy edge that curled around your sickly-sweet tone.
“I know I am young,” Your smile didn’t waver. Your tone didn’t slip, but the rage you felt at being belittled and patronised for the duration of your entire career because of your age and gender flared hot and high in the embers of your frustration with your husband’s old platoon mates.
You had to deal with a lot of nonchalant, snide comments throughout your career, and you knew letting them go only resulted in the transgressions growing in intensity and aggression.
“But I am of age, I’ve been married, I have a kid, I was in a war - according to every milestone our law and society has agreed marks the acquisition of adulthood, I am an adult. And your superior. You will not police my language, Dr Collins. Is that clear?”
Collins glanced at Robby as though she expected him to take her side. When he didn’t, she turned back towards you. “Yes, Doctor.”
“Wonderful.” You smiled the entire time you watched her leave. The second she disappeared towards the lockers, you dropped your head against your arms again. “That was too much, wasn’t it?”
“Hm, no.” Robby stuffed his hands into the pockets of his hoodie and shrugged. “You are her attending. She can’t tell you not to swear. But she does it to everyone, if that is any consolation.”
“I can’t stand it when people do that.” You brace your elbows against the counter and rest your head against your hands. “It’s just a word. It’s not like it’s a slur. And the children-argument is always so dumb. Kids swear, and if they are told not to, they don’t magically stop. They just hide it. I don’t expect people not to swear around my kid. I can’t expect the world to censor itself for her! It’s better she learns to accept that people will do and say things she might not want to hear or see.”
“You let your kid swear?” Jack grinned.
You shrugged. “Well, I don’t tell her not to swear or punish her for saying a word. I’d rather she understands that there are certain situations where certain words are not appropriate - whether they are a swear word or not. I don’t want her to be a blindly obedient, palatable, meek little thing. I teach her that we shouldn’t say words we don’t know the meaning of because we might end up hurting people without meaning to. I hope my girl will grow up to be a kind and compassionate person, but I don’t want her to be like that just because she has been bullied into it through fear and punishment.”
You pushed yourself up off the counter and ran a hand through your hair.
“I should have called their drill instructor from boot camp on their asses.”
“That’s just cold.” Jack crossed his arms and leaned his hip against the counter. “You can’t do that to a man.”
You just grinned and shrugged. “Wouldn’t be the first time.”
“Savage.”
“They deserved it.” You turned to look up at the board, already brimming with patients in need of care and not enough beds to accommodate them. Your eyes picked out the patients you’d need to keep a closer eye on with ease, separating cases that could turn nasty quickly from those that could afford the long wait of the ER.
“Semper fi my ass.” You huffed. “Always faithful, until it comes to a five-year-old’s swing, apparently. Silas would have had that shit built the second it arrived. I’ll take a look at central 8, the rash in combination with the recent surgery and low-grade fever worries me. Might be nothing, might end up real bad.”
Jack watched you leave. You tried not to notice it.
The problem was… you noticed almost everything Jack did.
You noticed he always kept a couple of 11 blades in his pocket for emergencies - just like you. You noticed he rarely ever spoke with other members of staff about his life outside the hospital - like you. He observed the entire department, as though waiting for a catastrophe to strike at any moment - like you. He still held on to his wedding ring - like you. He made dark, dry jokes that didn't always land with all people and offered a glimpse at the fucked up mess on his inside he kept concealed from the world - just like you.
It made you uncomfortable, because you noticed him, you saw him, because he reminded you of your Silas and that hurt, and because he was nothing like Silas, and still you couldn’t help but think about how attractive Jack was whenever you looked at him.
You saw his toned arms beneath the short sleeves of his fitting scrub tops. You noticed the way he swayed on the spot when he was standing still, as though keeping his balance was a conscious effort on his part. You liked the scruffy look his perpetual, silvery 5 o’clock shadow gave him, and his curly hair that was too cute for a man of his bearing and yet suited him so damn well.
And you didn’t know what to do about any of those thoughts.
You weren’t ready to notice men, men who weren’t your husband. It was too soon. It had only been a little over a year since you lost him! How could you notice another man already?
But on the other hand, it had been over a year since someone held you, really held you. A year of sleeping alone in your bed because you were terrified of traumatising your little girl with one of your nightmares. A year of having no one to bitch and moan to. A year of coming home to empty vases because the only man who ever thought to buy you flowers just because he could was gone.
You didn’t know where to put Jack.
There was no room in your head that was not occupied by your husband in one capacity or another, and you couldn’t put your husband and the first man you saw as a man, as attractive and intriguing, into a room already owned by your husband!
So you tried not to notice Jack watching you leave. You tried not to notice the way he looked at you when you fought tears over Marigold having to keep waiting for her swing set she’d been asking for since she was three but you could never give her because you never knew when Silas would get new PCS orders and it was just not realistic to move a swing set across the whole damn country every few years!
You hated living on base. Always had. You had been so looking forward to giving your daughter the stability you never had, and with stability came the stupid swing set you and Silas had promised her she would get after his retirement.
He would have built the damn thing right away!
He was supposed to retire!
Instead, the parts and cartons had been lying on your patio for four weeks, and his ashes sat on your mantlepiece.
Seeing Marigold’s disappointed face every day she saw them tore your heart apart. You were close to trying to build it yourself. Maybe you could hire someone.
You’d figure it out.
You would have to, because Silas was gone and that meant you had only yourself to rely on from now on…
“Get a grip.” You hissed at your own reflection, hunched over the sink in the bathroom you fled into when the sting of tears in your eyes and the tightness of your throat grew too violent to ignore. “You went to college at fifteen. You argued against your father in court to get emancipated. You survived-” Your whispered voice broke. The buzz of the ventilation system stuttered and melted into a different, yet no less familiar buzz, that of a broken fan on its last leg. The mirror and sink faded away, replaced by the memory of a rusty gurney. The scent of antibacterial soap dissolved into the biting stench of sweat, blood and gun oil.
A rifle muzzle digging into the back of your head, fingers clenched around a bloodied scalpel, hands shaking, shaking too much for the task they had to get to-
“I am not a surgeon! You killed the surgeon! I can’t-”
The clicking of the safety snapping off echoed through your ears.
“Fuck-” You inhaled a sharp breath through your teeth. Eyes squeezed shut, you fumbled for the narrow plastic tube in your pocket. Your fingers shook too much to unscrew the lid on the first try, but finally you got the damn thing open. You popped one of the brightly coloured sweets into your mouth and forced yourself to suck on it. The intense, sour taste made you wince and jolted your brain back to reality. The blurryness around the edges of your vision vanished, and the scent of blood and gun oil struggled to compete with the sharp taste on your tongue.
“Doctor?”
“I’ll be there in a moment!” You called, closing the plastic tube again and fished your phone from your pocket. The picture of Marigold greeted you as you unlocked it, soothing some of the rawness flaying your heart in your chest. You sent a quick text to your therapist, requesting an emergency session for after work.
You needed to talk, and as depressing as the thought that you had to pay someone to listen to you talk was, you also knew you could go to one of the groups at the VA your brother-in-law kept trying to convince you to give a chance to… but honestly, you’d sooner go back to Iraq than do that.
It was one a.m. You were halfway through your shift and had just had to pronounce an elderly gentleman’s death. His nursing home called 911 when they found him unresponsive in his bed.
You hated coding elderly patients. It was just cruel. At some point, when even walking and eating got too difficult, people should just be allowed to pass on if they were ready to go. It was always the adult children or grandchildren clinging on without considering their loved one’s quality of life.
You looked down at her hands, folded in front of you on the counter you used to hold yourself up. Your vision swam, the clinical, bright light of the fluorescent ceiling light flickering. Fresh blood, bright red as it poured from a ripped artery, coated your hands. You tried to blink the memory away, but it was persistent, as sticky as coagulating blood.
“We are losing him!”
“No!”
“We don’t have supplies! We don’t have blood!”
“Then I’ll give him mine!”
“Hey.”
Your head snapped up. Lena was looking at you over the rim of her glasses. The way she looked at you made it obvious she had said your name several times before she could get your attention.
You cleared your throat. “Yeah?”
“You know him?” She nodded towards the ER doors.
“Fuck.”
You spotted who Lena was talking about right away and winced at how much he stood out in the dreary ER setting. Because he just had to wear that impeccably pressed blue dress uniform - namely the blue dress ‘D’ uniform with its short-sleeved khaki shirt, tie and sky-blue trousers with the red stripe you’d watched your mother iron your entire childhood and refused to touch after you got married. Not that Silas had been the kind of man to expect his wife to iron his uniforms.
White hat tucked under his arm, Tim headed towards you.
“What do you want?” You groaned and plucked a tablet from a charging station, just so you could pretend to be busy. You wouldn’t say that word and jinx the rest of your shift, but it was very much applicable right now. One a.m. was usually calm.
Most people weren’t yet drunk enough to get themselves hurt.
Tim set a paper bag and a giant plastic cup of Coke down in front of you. You raised your brow.
“You texted me you have a headache.”
“Mh, no. You texted me asking how I was doing, and I replied that the headache your buddies gave me yesterday was still there.”
“There’s a difference?”
“In what universe is me answering your question the same thing as me just randomly texting you, I have a headache? And why-” You frowned at the bag. “Why are you bringing me fries? Wait- did you go into a fast food place in your dress uniform? Do you want to be stabbed?”
Tim chuckled. “I had a group at the VA run a little late. A vet needed someone to talk some things through with. You know I go there right after work.”
You grumbled. “Yeah. After brainwashing kids into signing their souls over to the U.S. Marine Corps and somehow framing it as heroic. Why fries?”
“I heard it helps against migraines-”
“-don’t have a migraine-”
“-no idea how that works, but that’s what people say.”
“It’s the salt in the fries and the sugar and caffeine in the Coke. Caffeine constricts blood vessels that are dilated during a headache, and blocks adenosine receptors that signal pain. Sugar stabilizes blood sugar, and salt replenishes electrolytes.”
“Huh?”
Jack slipped in and out of your peripheral as he made his way past you to get to a computer. His proximity made you tense, but you were preoccupied dealing with Tim and quickly forgot about Jack again.
“That’s why it can help with migraines- never mind.” You looked down at the tablet, hoping that would be enough to deter your brother-in-law - but feigning busyness had never once worked against either one of the brothers.
“I know Silas would bring you fries and Coke when you were holed up in the library studying, which was always. And you always forget to drink water and take breaks and end up with a headache.”
Your finger, hovering over the touchscreen, froze mid-motion.
“You are ignoring my texts.”
“I am at work, Timothee.”
“That’s still not my name.” Tim laughed. It made the corners of his eyes wrinkle like Silas’ did and dimples groove his cheeks. Your throat felt suddenly too tight. You reached for the Coke and took a sip through the straw, focusing on the way the ice-cold liquid slipped down the back of your throat, through your esophagus, and all the way into your stomach.
God, you hadn’t noticed how parched you were…
“Look… they messed up. I’m sorry they didn’t build the swing-”
“I don’t like it when people don’t keep their promises, Tim. If they didn’t want to do it, they could have just said that.”
“I will come over on my next day off and not leave until it’s built, okay? I swear.”
“Marigold was excited.”
“I know.”
“And I had to tell her, once again, that it will not be done. She was so disappointed, Tim.”
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry some parts were missing when it first arrived, and we had to wait for them. And I'm sorry I couldn’t get away from work before.” Tim looked at you with his best impression of doe eyes, which was rather successful, seeing as that he had the same eyes as his older brother. Just thinking about how much Tim would look like your husband had on your wedding day in ten or so years had your heart clenching in your chest.
“Yeah.” You wanted this conversation to end. “I know.”
“Semper fi! Not only to the country, corps and comrades. You married a marine, you’re never gonna get rid of us.” His voice slipped into a sweet sing-songy melody that almost managed to make you smile. You could tell he was trying very hard to make you smile. And you knew, with almost certainty, that Silas had a conversation with his younger brother at one point or another where he told him to take care of you should anything ever happen to Silas.
“Take that semper fi, yeah? And shove it up your ass, Timotheus-”
“-also not my name-”
“-because I don’t want to hear it again until Marigold has a damn swing set in our garden.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Don’t ma’am me.” You sighed, set down the tablet and looked up. “Look, thanks for the fries and Coke and the apology. I appreciate it, but I have to get back to work now. And you should be at home. With your wife.”
“Okay okay okay!” Tim laughed. He tilted his head, still smiling, watching you as though trying to see through the bone of your skull and decipher what lay hidden within your brain. “You doin’ alright?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. Do you need a ride later? I don’t like you driving that thing when it’s dark out. Much less after a twelve-hour shift.”
“Well, then it’s a good thing I get off at seven and grab breakfast with Marigold before dropping her off at daycare and only then drive my bike. It’s plenty light out by then.”
Tim sighed.
“Oh, and please, please-” You leant over the counter, staring imploringly at Tim to convey the depths of your desperation. “-tell your buddies to tell their wives to stop bringing me casseroles! My freezer is on its last legs. It is suffering. And I don’t even like casserole, Tim! You know how much I dislike wasting food, and now I have all these perfectly fine casseroles I cannot stand, and Marigold will not touch, not even when smothered in ketchup - I tired. Please just make them stop.”
Tim had the nerve to chuckle. Your eye twitched.
“I will pass it along. How about I come by on Saturday and relieve your freezer of its burden? I can take them to the VA on Sunday when we hand out food to the unhoused, yeah?”
“Thank you!”
“Good luck for the rest of your shift. See you Saturday, Boots!”
You grumbled under your breath, tapping at the tablet harder than necessary.
“Boots?”
Jack’s voice made you jump. He stood behind you, unnervingly close considering you hadn’t noticed him get up from the computer.
“What did you do to earn that nickname?” He glanced down at your combat boots, not very subtly, mind you.
“Eavesdropping, Dr Abbot?”
“You weren’t exactly secretive.”
You huffed. Your eyes fell on the bag of fries. You wrinkled your nose.
Jack came up next to you and crossed his arms on the counter. “You don’t want those, do you?”
“I really don’t.”
It was sweet of Tim to worry about you and go out of his way to get you something to make you feel better, but this… this was something that belonged to Silas and you, and no matter how well he meant, you couldn’t help the ache in your chest, the bitter thought that Tim was appropriating something he had no right to touch.
Jack reached over and caught the top of the bag to pull it towards himself. He plucked a fry from inside and took a bite of it.
Your frown softened.
“Thank you.”
“Don’t know what you are talking about, Boots.”
“Thin ice, Abbot.”
“Ah, so he’s allowed to call you Boots, but I’m not? Doesn’t seem fair, kid.”
“First, not a kid. Second, he is my brother-in-law.”
Jack hummed, as though a puzzle piece he’d been not quite sure about yet did end up slotting into place. He picked up four more fries and put his head back to drop them all into his mouth.
“I wonder… is he the older brother? Or the younger brother?” He asked before he was done chewing.
“Aw, look at that. Your chance of seeing the boots that earned me that nickname, it’s running away.”
"Oh, come on! You can't leave a man hanging like that!"
"Watch me!" You called over your shoulder while walking away from him.
Jack chuckled, the kind that was all raw, scratchy edges, living in the back of his throat. You tried not to be affected by it.
You really tried.
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A/N: Collin's dialogue is taken from the show. I believe it was episode 4, but don't hold me to that. Don't tell a guy with a nail in his heart and no pain meds to stop swearing xD He was being tame, given the nail in his heart.
Abbot is so damn cute. He sees how uncomfortable reader is by Tim's well meaning gesture, that that is a ritual between her and her late husband, and he heard her say she doesn't like wasting food, so he steps in to fix the problem for her without making a big deal of it 😭
Next chapter Abbot meets little Marigold properly and you guys - cuteness overload ahead 😭💚
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Conclusion
Data analytics careers in 2026 are diverse, high-paying, and full of growth opportunities. Whether you start as a data analyst or move into advanced roles like data science or AI, the key to success lies in continuous learning and hands-on experience.
By developing the right skills and staying aligned with industry trends, you can build a future-proof career in data analytics.
Generative AI Course – Build a Future-Ready AI Career
Artificial Intelligence is transforming industries worldwide, and Generative AI is at the center of this innovation. From AI-generated content to business automation and predictive analytics, companies are rapidly adopting this technology. If you want to secure your future in tech, enrolling in a generative ai course is one of the smartest moves you can make.
At TeacherCool, we provide one of the most practical and industry-focused generative ai courses designed for beginners and professionals.
What is a Generative AI Course?
A generative ai course teaches you how AI models generate text, images, code, reports, and business insights using deep learning algorithms. Unlike traditional AI systems that only analyze data, generative AI systems create new outputs based on training patterns.
This type of ai generative course typically includes:
AI and Machine Learning fundamentals
Deep Learning concepts
Large Language Models (LLMs)
Prompt Engineering
AI automation tools
Generative AI for data analytics
Real-world AI projects
If you are serious about building job-ready skills, explore the complete generative ai course offered by TeacherCool.
Why Generative AI Skills Are in High Demand
Organizations use generative AI for:
Marketing automation
Chatbots and customer support
Software development
Business analytics
Content generation
Data reporting
Because of this demand, professionals are actively searching for the best generative ai courses online to upgrade their skills.
Completing a professional generative ai certification course can help you apply for roles such as:
AI Developer
Machine Learning Engineer
Data Analyst
AI Consultant
Automation Specialist
Generative AI Course Syllabus
A structured generative ai course syllabus should include:
1. AI & Machine Learning Foundations
Understanding how AI systems work.
2. Deep Learning & Neural Networks
Learning model training techniques.
3. Large Language Models
Working with modern AI text systems.
4. Prompt Engineering
Creating effective prompts for accurate AI results.
5. Generative AI Data Analytics
Automating reports and extracting insights.
6. AI Application Development
Building practical AI-based tools.
You can view the full module breakdown inside the generative ai course available at TeacherCool.
Generative AI Course for Beginners
A generative ai course for beginners starts from basic AI concepts and gradually moves toward advanced implementation.
Eligibility:
Students
Graduates
Working professionals
Developers
Entrepreneurs
Basic computer knowledge is enough to start.
Generative AI Course Duration
Most top generative ai courses range between 6–12 weeks depending on depth and learning format.
The generative ai course at TeacherCool offers:
Flexible online access
Practical assignments
Industry case studies
Certification
If you are searching for a generative ai course near me, online learning is usually the most flexible and efficient option.
Generative AI Course Fees & ROI
When comparing generative ai course fees, always evaluate long-term return on investment. AI professionals earn competitive salaries, and demand continues to grow globally.
Completing a recognized generative ai course certification increases your job opportunities significantly.
Why Choose TeacherCool?
Students prefer TeacherCool because of:
Industry-relevant syllabus
Beginner to advanced structure
Hands-on projects
Affordable pricing
Certification included
If you are looking for the best generative ai course online, this program is designed to make you career-ready.
Final Thoughts
Generative AI is shaping the future of technology. Whether you want to become an AI developer, data analyst, or automation expert, enrolling in a professional generative ai course is the right step forward.
Visit TeacherCool today and begin your journey toward mastering Generative AI.
The Ultimate AI/ML Roadmap: A Step-by-Step Guide to Mastering Artificial Intelligence
Introduction
Artificial Intelligence (AI) and Machine Learning (ML) are transforming industries, from healthcare to finance. However, for beginners, the sheer volume of libraries, algorithms, and mathematical concepts can be overwhelming. How do you go from zero knowledge to building complex neural networks?
This AI/ML roadmap provides a structured path to help you navigate this exciting field, ensuring you build a strong foundation before tackling advanced topics.
Phase 1: The Foundations
Before diving into algorithms, you must master the tools of the trade. Skipping this step is the most common mistake aspiring data scientists make.
Mathematics for ML
You don't need a PhD in math, but you do need a solid grasp of core concepts:
Linear Algebra: Understanding vectors and matrices is crucial for data manipulation.
Calculus: Derivatives and gradients are the backbone of optimization algorithms.
Statistics & Probability: Essential for understanding data distributions and model evaluation.
Programming Skills
Python is the undisputed king of AI programming. Focus on:
Basic syntax and data structures (lists, dictionaries).
Data is the fuel for machine learning. You must learn how to clean, visualize, and manipulate data effectively.
NumPy: For high-performance numerical computing.
Pandas: For data manipulation and analysis (DataFrames).
Matplotlib & Seaborn: For data visualization to uncover patterns and insights.
Phase 3: Core Machine Learning
Once you can handle data, it is time to learn the classic algorithms. This involves using Scikit-Learn, the industry-standard library for traditional ML.
Supervised Learning
Learning with labeled data:
Linear & Logistic Regression.
Decision Trees and Random Forests.
Support Vector Machines (SVM).
Unsupervised Learning
Finding hidden patterns in unlabeled data:
K-Means Clustering.
Principal Component Analysis (PCA) for dimensionality reduction.
Phase 4: Deep Learning and Neural Networks
This is where "AI" truly shines. Deep Learning mimics the human brain using neural networks. To master this, you will need to learn frameworks like TensorFlow or PyTorch.
ANN (Artificial Neural Networks): The basis of deep learning.
CNN (Convolutional Neural Networks): Used for image recognition and computer vision.
RNN (Recurrent Neural Networks) & Transformers: The standard for Natural Language Processing (NLP) and Large Language Models (LLMs).
Structuring Your Learning Path
Self-study is possible, but the landscape changes rapidly. Many learners find that a structured curriculum accelerates their progress significantly by filtering out noise and focusing on industry-relevant skills.
If you are looking for a comprehensive, mentor-led approach to cover everything mentioned in this roadmap, consider enrolling in a professional program. The AI & ML Training Certification offers a rigorous curriculum designed to take you from fundamentals to advanced deployment, ensuring you are job-ready.
Phase 5: Deployment and MLOps
Building a model is only half the battle; deploying it is the other. To become a full-stack ML engineer, you need to understand:
Model Deployment: Using Flask, FastAPI, or Streamlit.
Cloud Platforms: AWS, Google Cloud, or Azure AI services.
MLOps: Managing the lifecycle of ML models (versioning, monitoring).
Conclusion
The journey to mastering AI and ML is a marathon, not a sprint. By following this AI/ML roadmap, sticking to the fundamentals, and consistently practicing with real-world projects, you will position yourself for a successful career in the technology sector.
Recently, a friend I’ve known for over 20 years casually compared my art to AI-generated work. At first, I thought I was okay with it - we talked it through, she apologized, and I accepted. But the comment has lingered, and frankly I’m still in a weird place. This is someone who I rode the bus with as a pre-teen and teen, we had art courses together, I helped her finish her graphic design certificate by driving her to college every other day because gas is fucking expensive. I’ve believed in her and supported her, and while she framed it as “I was just looking at the thumbnail and didn’t click the link”—the fact she would default to that, is just, ouch.
So, once again I’m thinking about the different relationships people have with art. For some, it’s a hobby that brings joy and creative satisfaction. For others, it’s a professional pursuit they’ve dedicated their lives to ‘mastering’. And then there are those of us for whom art is literally survival - a constant companion through trauma. All are valid, and humans should have access to art. There’s a giant, more nuanced conversation to have about AI and accessibility, but that isn’t quite the point of this rant—at this juncture, machine learning is not equitable. Period. Moving on.
Now, for me, art was there before I understood why I experienced the world so differently from others. Before my autism and ADHD diagnoses as an adult, when the world felt overwhelming and incomprehensible, art gave me a language of my own. It didn’t demand that I process things the way others did. It let me stim, hyperfocus, and express what I couldn’t put into words at that age.
Through childhood trauma, art was my safe space - a world I could control when everything else felt chaotic. (When I did eventually find the ‘words’, I began to write as well) but the act of putting color, marks on a page was still my go-to. As an adult, after more trauma, eventually both art and writing became inaccessible to me due to being diagnosed with a clusterfuck of shit: CRPS, chiefly among them, that shares the association with a few other diseases as being labeled the ‘suicide’ disease.
From 2017 onward, my life was altered dramatically. When chronic pain and permanent disability made traditional paths impossible, art adapted with me, and decided to pursue Art History instead of getting my BA in Studio Art. When friends disappeared after my diagnosis, art stayed, even in it’s more academic form. Through the current isolation of being immunocompromised during COVID and the sheer neglect in the U.S , art gave me purpose. It’s been my voice, my processing tool, my reason to keep going.
To clarify, this isn’t about hierarchy - no one’s relationship with art is more ‘valid’ than another’s. But it does mean we experience conversations about art and creativity differently. Primarily when we talk about machine learning now.
When art has been your lifeline since childhood, your way of understanding yourself as a neurodivergent person, your constant through disability and isolation, comparisons between human and AI art hit differently. They touch something deeper than technical skill or creative ability.
I'm sharing this because I want people to understand why some of us react so strongly to these discussions—even when you remove the context of machine learning, there’s always ‘hot’ takes that completely disregard our varied experience (as is the nature of hot takes). It's not elitism or traditionalism - it's about honoring a profound, life-sustaining relationship with creative expression that has shaped who we are.
Art can be many things - a hobby, a profession, a passion. For some of us, it’s also survival. The same tools - whether traditional or digital - mean different things to different people. It’s about understanding that behind every piece of art, there might be a story of survival, of processing, of finding one’s way through a seemingly innumerable level of bullshit.
The last year, I’ve worked so hard on my art and writing. I’m over 500k + in my pre-war Fallout longfic (still editing and writing, too!) and I’ve done more art this last year than I’ve done since I transferred from studio art to art history in 2019. And it’s been amazing for my brain to be able to have some semblance of community and frienship interacting creatively.
It makes the pain I experience every moment of my life now, tolerable. It’s also why I have a problem with trying to sell myself—doing commissions, etc. even though I am permanentely disabled both physically and cognitively now and it’s the only thing I really have in terms of skills to make money. My relationship with art is just different than others, and I wish people understood how devestating comments like what my friend said flippantly can be.
Anyway, I’ve ranted long enough, and I may delete this. If you happen upon it across your dash and choose to read, I hope, if nothing else, you examine your own relationship to the arts.
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