This is the scar left over from the knife that fixed me. My surgeon cut to the left of my tattoo because he couldn't cut through the medical symbol. I got the caduas several years ago for protection after I started having some pain. It is part of a drawing I did in High School. Now I am beginning a new career path, taking a few steps back, back into the ER were I got my medical start. The ambulance still feels like home. But now I am going to make a new home in the hospital. Still caring for the sick and the stupid. Just not at 60MPH.
About Me
- painter in hiding
- Ex skater punk-ass with a tendency to use profanity to express myself. I live in a very southern conservative ass backward state. I however am not any of those things, well maybe except southern. I paint and take photographs. I got my degree in it, however I spend the most of my day in the back of an ambulance trying to postpone the inevitable. Just so we are all sure, ALL idenifing details of calls, patients or any other medical information have been altered, changed or left out. There are too many laws that I don't want to break by just letting the world in on a few details of my mundane life. The photographs however, have all be left unchanged. Truth in Art
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