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spitfirephd.bsky.social
Neuroscientist: Aging, Alzheimer’s & Related Dementias, Parkinson’s Stella’s mom and professional photographer 🐶 Scuba diver 🤿 Views: mine 🧿 🔵
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Thankful that while everything is going up in flames, at least all of my Timehop photos from here on out include baby Stella. This is one of my all-time favorites of her

GENIUS

What jackass thought putting migraine pills in foil + paper-backed blister packaging was a good idea? Do you want to die? 😡

I’ve reached the age and level of burnout where my excitement for Friday is 100% fueled by going straight to sleep when I’m done with work.

They really don’t ever miss. Wasn’t ready for the gut punch in the feels but it’s so masterfully done. There’s a very clear message here, IYKYK, and what a beautiful, layered, heartbreaking masterpiece it is. open.spotify.com/track/3AdXwu...

Jesus Christ can’t you people just let millennials express some entirely deserved outrage and anger over getting hit with yet another major financial crisis without parachuting in to finger wag at us about it

To the lady standing outside the parking garage with a sign in support of NIH employees: you made my month and confirmed my tear ducts still work 💙

Um. Excuse you?! She’s been sleeping going on 30 min like this.

Nobody ask how I’m doing for awhile. Just assume the answer is that I’m at rock bottom and at a complete loss for words for how burned out, angry, heartbroken, stressed, and scared I am. I can’t even express in words what today was like. No words could do this situation justice.

Watching Severance and seriously contemplating if it’s less crazy than real life right now. And you know what? After the last couple months, I’d take it.

I posted this 4 years ago and can’t believe it’s even more relevant now…

Throwback to baby’s first Harpers Ferry hike 😭

Hey, does anyone over here in the sciency bit use 3D printers to print microfluidic devices?

One day my dog will listen to me when I tell her that if she keeps eating grass because everything is warming up and smells new & exciting, she’s going to throw up. Today is not that day. And THEN she had the audacity to try and give me kisses after.

Saturday walkies @ Black Hill

Over the last few weeks I've become completely incapable of answering the question 'how are you' like a normal human being. I just sort of end up staring emptily at the person. Like, how the fuck do you think I am? I am full of hate and horror and moral purpose. How are you?

There’s so much I wish I could just shout into this void without fear of it coming back to bite me. Being conscious is hell. And I’m lucky at this point if I go a night without this crap infiltrating my dreams too.

Mood.

I’ve tried to think objectively about the last time I was this depressed and managed to come out the other side…something to give myself hope. I’m coming up blank. I think I’ve hit bottom. And it kills me that was the goal of ~all of this~ and I can’t just spite my way out of it.

What motivates someone to become a saturation diver that works on underwater gas lines? Because…absolutely not. Put me in the water with bull sharks any day of the week but several hundred feet down in darkness and your life depending on a tether? Helllllll no! m.imdb.com/title/tt1440...

I’ve slept 20 of the last 24 hours and still feel like I got hit by a bus. Last week wasn’t a particularly heavier-than-usual-workload week either 😔

This insanely cool paper is making my day!!! (Cue arguments about Haeckel being right!) Congrats to Gage Crump, Andrew Gillis, @goodfrognosis.bsky.social and all the other authors. Well done! pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/39788155/