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Speaker 0 thanks Joe for covering the antiques in the crowd. They ask if it feels better and offer to spray something.

I am literally telling you that they're murdering these people, and nobody will listen to me. These people aren't dying from COVID. They don't care what is happening to these people. They don't. I'm literally coming here every day and watching them kill them. It's like going in the fucking twilight zone. Like, everyone here is okay with this. The only way I can kind of put this into context for everybody is an extreme example: He's like, if we were in Nazi Germany and they were taking the Jews to go put them in a gas chamber, I'm the one like, they're saying, hey. This is not good. This is bad. We should not be doing this. And then everyone tells me, hang in there. You're doing a great job. You can't save everybody. But these people aren't dying from COVID. Let me give you several examples here. An anesthesiologist intubated the patient’s right bronchus and of a patient, and they couldn't get the stats up. For about five hours, we were waiting on a chest x-ray to confirm that the placement was wrong. In the meantime, while we're waiting for that, and we've told the anesthesiologist that it was placed wrong because, like, literally only one side of his fucking chest is inflating, he dies. A patient had a heart rate of 40, and the resident starts doing chest compressions on him, which is not what you do. You just externally pace them or you give him some atropine. Then I run in there to stop him from doing chest compressions on somebody with the fucking pulse. And then he decides to push epi. He throws some pads on him to defibrillate the guy in bradycardia. Okay? He has a heart rate of 40 and a stable, you know, bradycardic rhythm. We just need to give him, like, somatropine and pace him. He fucking defibrillates him and kills him. I ran out of the patient’s room to get the director of nursing who was standing out there. And I’m like, can you stop him? He’s going to kill that patient. He’s going to kill that patient if he defibrillates him with bradycardia and a heart rate of 40. The director of nursing just shook his head, and I turned around, and he killed the dude. There was a nurse who placed an NG tube into some guy’s lungs and filled his lungs with tube feeding. There was a nurse who confused a long-acting insulin with a short-acting insulin and gave thirty units of a fast-acting insulin and killed the guy. It’s just here they’re just gonna let them rot on the vent. They’re medically mismanaging these patients. And, like, I’m not a doctor, but there’s basic standards of care. When somebody’s low on blood, literally on the brink of a critical low blood level, we should replace the blood. I asked the residents, and they’re like, does he have internal bleeding? And I said, no. Then they’re like, well, we’re not replacing the blood. In these COVID patients, they all eventually need a blood transfusion. Their blood—if you don’t have enough blood to oxygenate your body, the vent settings don’t fucking matter because you have no oxygen carrying capacity of your blood. We have a nurse who fell asleep at the nurses’ station while we were all in rooms, and her norepinephrine ran out. And the guy had no fucking blood pressure and didn’t perfuse his brain, and I’m pretty sure his brain dead. That same nurse is now running a CRRT machine, a dialysis-like machine, that she has never done before. She said she’ll figure it out. I’m pretty fucking smart, and I figure a lot of shit out, but I would never attempt to try and figure out a CRRT machine on the fly. We are adequately staffed. There’s a shit ton of staff in there, like, and we have a nurse who does CRRT in there. She has a different patient load. We told them, swap these nurses so the one that knows how to work this machine can work this machine, but they didn’t wanna do that. So I’m pretty sure that patient will be dead here in a couple hours. Nobody is listening. They don’t care what is happening to these people. They don’t. I’m literally coming here every day and watching them kill them. I mean, we’re not gonna save everybody. That’s fine. Like, come on, guys. We’re not God. Some of these people are just on sedation to keep them on the vents. Nothing else. I have a lady on a tracheostomy on a vent, and she’s not even fucking cognizant. She’s not even on sedation. You know what we give her every day? I give her breathing treatments, albuterol, and she gets insulin. And that’s it. We’re not treating the COVID, guys. For real, we’re not treating the COVID. You know, every day, we try and get these guys off the vents. Right? Because there’s criteria for weaning. Every day, the day shift nurse will wean them down to minimum sedation. Every night, we come in and we get the same two residents and they fucking max out all the sedation again and undo all the work from the day shift. Then the day shift attending will come in, and they’ll all do rounds. And they’ll be like, he wasn’t synchronizing with the vent. So we had to turn all the sedation on. And I’m like, he wasn’t synchronizing with the vent because it’s in the wrong vent mode. I even tried getting a hold of Black advocacy groups here. They just put me on hold or hang up on me. Tried talking to management. Now I got new units. And someone come up with some type of a solution for me because I’m kind of out of ideas. You know, I try and talk with some of the other nurses here, and they’re like, well, you can’t save everybody. And they all know what’s happening. They all agree with me and they all just shake their heads and I’m like, am I the only one who is not a sociopath to think that this is okay? I mean, guys, they literally don’t even know when they’re dead. Like, how many times have I told you they’ve assigned me a dead person? Like, how long have they been dead? Nobody knows. Like, how is anybody assessing anything without a stethoscope? Normally, we have disposable stethoscopes, but I brought my old chunky one. Nobody has listened to anybody’s lungs as long as I’ve been here. Even with disposable stethoscopes. I keep telling them that, you know, the guys are like, my patient’s going acidosis. We need to do something about this before his kidneys shut down. Then they run five liters of bicarb into a person who’s gained 20 pounds of water weight and completely throw him into heart failure, and he dies several hours later. That was one of my patients. So I let them know. They had me start the bicarb before I left one night. And by the time I came back the next shift, he was dead. And they assigned him to me, and he was already in a body bag. Like, guys, they’re not dying of COVID. I am literally telling you that they’re murdering these people, and nobody will listen to me. My lead at the other hospital warned me I’d have a problem and advocate for the patients too. They moved him to a completely different hospital. I tried reaching out, but he hasn’t texted me. I’m going to the unit. Let’s see how they kill him there. Okay? Stay safe. Stay out of NYC for your health care.

Speaker 0 greets Mega and asks, 'Hey, Mega. How bad does it hurt?' The speaker notes, 'The Jimmy Kimmel's back, but you guys can't get your person back.'

Jennifer had surgery to remove her keloid, and now she feels confident. There's a discussion about writing down complaints, which the speaker believes will make them true. They emphasize the importance of addressing these complaints seriously. A conversation shifts to personal experiences, with one person mentioning they haven't had any surgeries besides a spine injection. The speaker offers something to help with pain relief, but the other person declines, stating they don’t smoke. The exchange becomes playful, with jokes about "crack" and leaving it in the car, highlighting a light-hearted atmosphere despite the serious undertones of the conversation.

Speaker 0: There is an engineer named Can who is sitting, but he is not feeling well. Our patients need their needs met, so we should call the evening shift. There is a problem with the lights, and there is a bed on the right side. Speaker 1: So, every song has been downloaded. It seems like there is a possibility in the primary school. They have some lifting equipment. Everyone is confused among themselves. Did anyone call this person? He has a girlfriend. Ibrahim, for example, needs the world to win. The logic is still unclear. Speaker 2: You are your own cinema. Come sit next to me. I mean, talk to me right away. Life is a school. Why would he come, I mean? End.

Tiffany Doper, the manager in the CCU, states that her team is in the COVID unit. Therefore, her team will be getting the first chances to get the vaccine. She then states that she is feeling dizzy.

Brian is overdosing and trying to relax, but someone reminds him that he has a show to do.

The speaker explains that they want to keep the meter in the green band. They turn the meter on and note that in their own home, they have control of all wireless and can bounce the reading into the green area. They demonstrate what happens when they open up an earbud case, describing that the reading immediately shifts into the screaming red, which they say is as bad as it gets. They report that at home, their typical baseline is about two to three microwatts. Just by opening the earbud case, the reading jumps to 130,000 microwatts, then 152,000 microwatts, and it continues to climb. The speaker emphasizes that the goal is to be at 10 microwatts or less. They reiterate that it is not 10,000, but 10. Next, they simulate removing the earphones as if they were going to use them, noting that they don’t use them at all. They mention that they “just topped off my meter” by exposing the earbud, and they acknowledge some camera-related awkwardness. They report that with the earbud in the case, the reading was just shy of 200,000 microwatts. However, when they take the single earbud out and bring it up to the meter or “right up to the brain,” the reading reaches 3,180,000 microwatts. They reiterate the target of being under 10 microwatts and contrast it with the readings shown, indicating that a single earbud can produce a reading in the millions of microwatts. They state that this is a concern related to exposure levels. Finally, they remark that now there is a whole generation putting these ear pods up to their brains. They suggest that some people are likely sleeping with them at night, even though their bodies would be doing cell repair and regeneration during sleep, implying a potential clash between usage and natural biological processes.

Sam, you've been quiet. Can you share something? My phone battery drains quickly, and it’s frustrating. That seems trivial. I felt my vote didn’t count on Tuesday. Is that about The Voice? I lost a family member recently, which is tough. I got locked out of my Tubi account, and my mom’s name is Tubi. That’s a grief gasm. I just had one, and my phone’s dying. Catherine, do you want to share? My dog died, and it hit me hard because I adopted him during a tough time. Samuel, let her speak. I’m sober, but I bought a bottle of booze last Saturday and can’t stop staring at it. Just let her talk. I have my own trauma; my wife exploded on Christmas Eve. That’s the most boring story ever.

It's 2025, and insurance issues are worsening. During a surgery, I received a call from UnitedHealthcare demanding information about a patient who was under anesthesia. They wanted to know her diagnosis and if her inpatient stay was justified. I explained that she was asleep and had breast cancer, but the representative claimed he wasn't informed and directed me to another department. I emphasized that she needed to stay overnight and that I had already received approval for the surgery. This situation highlights how out of control insurance has become.

Patients with easily treatable diseases are less interesting for healthcare providers, but they understand that serious or unknown illnesses are not the patients' fault. Mr. Galibert is not sleeping well and still needs antibiotics. The speaker mentions pink and blue pills that need to be taken for a good night's sleep. There is a discussion about removing four things that were vomited. The speaker mentions a break at noon, except for the nursing assistants who are always on alert. A mother calls about visiting hours and flower arrangements. The speaker assures her that they will take care of it. Another call is about a hemorrhage, but the surgeon is unavailable until 2 PM. The speaker talks about a child's successful surgery and a team on high alert. The speaker points out a fracture and successful placement of pins for healing.

Today we'll discuss the Apple AirPod patent, which reveals the data collected by the AirPods while in use. The question arises: where does this information go? Additionally, Apple phones have a fitness tracker that monitors steps, body motion, brainwaves, and more. It is advised to disable this feature. Interestingly, AirPods can be configured to provide health-related data like heart rate, blood pressure, and diet information. The concern is who is collecting this data and if it aligns with the narrative of Elon Musk's chip implantation. It seems the AirPods may be connected to this concept. What are your thoughts?

When we go undercover, we cover the antiques and the crap. Can you put that back in? Thank you. Do you feel better? Did you guys get sprayed? Here, take this.