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I'm worried about her mental well-being and dilation. When she's not under my supervision, she tends to revert to old habits. I've even had to wake Jazz from sleep to ensure she uses the dilator properly, emphasizing the importance of maintaining her health. I would be furious if she goes to college and her condition worsens.

And y'all living. She won't let us get by, ma'am. What is wrong with you? I would hate to be your stepmom. Told you. No wonder she's back. I've asked you, please. You know what? You won't do all the kids. Need to be with no counsel. Because I

I tell you to smile, not to paint until you're 30. I ask Angel, who is 12 years old, her name and age multiple times. The problem is that you guys have a hardship.

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.

I was recently diagnosed with vaginal stenosis after my bottom surgery eight months ago. This condition causes scar tissue to build up in the vaginal canal, making it extremely tight and uncomfortable. For the first year post-surgery, regular dilation is necessary, but now I can't dilate due to the stenosis. Although my vagina has depth, it's at risk of closing and causing infections, which means I need another surgery to fix it. Despite the challenges, I don't regret my transition; it has brought me happiness and comfort in my body. I want to be open about my struggles as a transgender person. Bottom surgery is tough, but I believe it will be worth it in the end. I'll keep everyone updated on my surgery schedule.

Dr. Olsen decides to start Josie on blockers and promises to give her estrogen in two years. Josie receives the blockers as an arm implant and holds on tight as she prepares for the next chapter of her life. The speaker reflects on how just 20 years ago, they wouldn't have been able to provide blockers, and Josie would have had to go through male puberty, which terrifies them. They express uncertainty about whether Josie would have survived male puberty.

Genital mutilation is a human rights violation, especially for minors. It's concerning that American culture is normalizing hormones for minors to prevent development. Do I believe minors are capable of making life-changing decisions about changing one's sex? Transgender medicine is complex with robust research and standards of care. If confirmed, I'll discuss the particulars. I'm alarmed that you won't say minors shouldn't amputate their breasts or genitalia. Minors don't have full rights and parents need to be involved. Will you make a firm decision? Transgender medicine is complex, I would be pleased to discuss the standards of care with you. The witness refused to answer if minors should be making these momentous decisions. You're willing to let a minor take things that prevent their puberty, and you think they get that back? You have permanently changed them. Rachel Levine has been confirmed as the next US Assistant Health Secretary.

I'm a teacher. My family teaches music too. I wanted to talk honestly with you. Did you send anything weird to Lily? Just a video. I have a strange fascination with garbage disposals since I was a kid. I find them fun. There was a message about living together with a garbage disposal in our house. That's new to me.

I found a girl causing a mess in Walmart while her grandparents do nothing. I think she needs discipline or medication. I would handle it differently. I'm shocked by her behavior and want to know who her parents are. I would involve the authorities if needed.

My coping mechanism is focusing on the fetus, feeling reverence for what was once alive. The stigma is tough. Patient pain makes me feel like a bad person causing harm, which I struggle with. It's hard to leave that at work. A situation fell into my lap, which was gross.

Speaker 0 describes a photo sent to Laura around Christmas last year: a 12-year-old boy with more than 50 pharmaceutical bottles in front of him, representing the prescriptions he took that year. The speaker asserts that this is about money, stating that the pharmaceutical industry and doctors aim to make children customers for life, and that if they can break children early, they give them asthma, allergies, eczema, ADD, ADHD, insulin-dependent diabetes, a long list of neurological problems, and cancers from an early age; all of those pills are the reason they do this. The speaker notes a correlation with POTS (postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome) and links it to Gardasil and to the COVID shot, while saying it can be associated with other vaccines too because of Guillain-Barré syndrome. The speaker mentions that their daughter has Guillain-Barré syndrome. They reiterate that all of those pills, though not every child takes that many prescriptions, almost all have something—an inhaler, something for headaches, something for something—due to disruption of their immune system that happened when they were six, eight, or ten pounds old. The speaker emphasizes that this disruption is intentional and that this part is particularly sinister.

I'm a brainwashing expert, and I am personally terrified of short form social media like that. And I'm not immune. And I'm one of the best in the world, and I am not immune to it. And I think that should be a stark warning for a lot of people. What's the cost, though? What's the cost of the life, in your view, of living this kind of life where we go home and we just burn our brains out with these social media apps and fry our dopamine receptors? Is there a cost? Yeah. I think the cost is increased loneliness. And that these apps any app that sells ads has two main goals. Number one, and all advertising shares these two main goals. Number one, make you compare yourself to other people in unhealthy ways. Number two, make you think I am not enough, and we see that everywhere. I'm not enough, and I'm comparing myself to other people, and it gets us into an us versus them. Then it traps you into a corner of confirmation bias. Whatever you think, I'm gonna show you this group of a 150 people that agree with you. No matter how stupid, how radical, how absolutely bizarre your ideas are. Let me show you all of these people. And then you start thinking the whole world's like that. So really quickly, what happens when we conglomerate people together? Like, I've only been in New York once in my life, but we're in New York right now. I'm looking at my hotel. I was like struggling to find a piece of nature. Like, I think I have more trees on my property than they're in the whole city here. So on the whole, when you squeeze people together, have you heard of the bystander effect? So there there's a very good experiment that was led by doctor Phillips and Barto that they did at Liverpool Street Station. Oh, in London? In London. Yeah. Okay. So right at Liverpool Street, there's three or four steps to get up to the main. So from the street, there's a curb, and then there's three or four steps. They had this woman laid out on the ground wearing like a normal skirt and top, and I think 395 people either walked by her or stepped over her. And then they did it with a guy. And then they did it with a guy who's holding a beer, and he's asking for help. And they they it may have changed all these variables. But it's happened in New York City before. There's a woman named Kitty Genovace in the sixties, I think just two blocks from here, who was stabbed to death in front of, like, 55 witnesses. Don't quote me on that number. And no one called the police until much, much later, mostly because everyone thought somebody else would act. But if I described to you saying, watched a person get stabbed, and three people just watched, and they watched it happen. Would you say that that's psychopathy? That's a psychopath. So these large cities and stuff and the apps that are messing with the social part of our brain that makes us think the tribe is way bigger than our brains are made to handle causes this almost psychopathic behavior, which the bystander effect has been proven hundreds of times as an experiment.

I will be hanging out with the daughters of my mom's friend while they have a meeting. Jazz is an inspiration as a transgender role model. She shared her surgery experience honestly. Charlie plans to have surgery after high school due to bullying. I recently had surgery with complications, but now I feel great. Stitches came apart a week after surgery, causing pain and distress.

Josie and her mother were convinced that the irreversible treatment, despite making Josie sterile, was the right choice. However, one day, Josie had an unexpected conversation with her mother. Josie revealed that she might feel like a boy on the inside and a girl on the outside. Her mother acknowledged that only Josie knows the answer to that. Josie expressed that if she wanted to grow up as a man, she would tell her mother. Josie admitted feeling unsure about her identity, which surprised her mother. This was the first time Vanessa had heard Josie sound uncertain.

I asked him how we would know if he's in trouble and not okay, even if he says he's just going to stay home alone.

"So those people are going to be like the Japanese soldiers who were on Pacific Islands and didn't know the war was over." "This another reason why this is the worst, worst, worst social contagion that we'll ever have experienced." "A lot of people have done the worst thing that you could do, which is to harm their children irrevocably because of it." "Those people will have to believe that they did the right thing for the rest of their lives, for their own sanity and for their own self respect." "The entire organization gets paralyzed by that one person." "And you know you can't." "And if we don't, there's no way back for them and their child." "They've sold their child a bill of goods that they can't deliver on, I'm the one who has to be bullied to try to force me to deliver on it."

That's unbelievable! You actually locked her up? That's just insane. People can really be influenced in strange ways. But honestly, she's not influencing anyone at all.

Joe consistently soils his diaper before dinner, which has become tiresome for me as I am constantly cleaning up after him. His bowel movements often go beyond the confines of his diaper, spreading up his back and down his leg. Initially, I was Joe's babysitter, but I never anticipated still being in this role at this stage of my life. I had anticipated that Joe would not make a great president, but I never expected him to be this incompetent.

In this video, the speakers discuss their concerns and observations about Jazz's surgery. They mention that the doctors sometimes disagree and express their desire for a more methodical approach. They discuss the need for adjustments and centering, as well as the limited amount of skin available. The possibility of complications and loss of sensation is also mentioned. Despite these concerns, they express optimism and hope for a successful final surgery. The video ends with the speakers expressing confidence in the upcoming surgery and their desire for it to be the last one.

In 8th grade, I talked to the principal about my daughter's depression and took her to the hospital after she overdosed on pills. Child Protective Services (CPS) got involved and my daughter was sent to an LGBTQ group without my knowledge. She started feeling like she was in the wrong body and her depression worsened. She went through medication, therapy, and surgeries, but it didn't help. She attempted suicide twice and eventually died by kneeling in front of a train. I asked to see something from her body, but there was nothing left. I believe she can see how hard I fought for her from heaven.

I often see youth who have already undergone medical interventions due to a backlog in mental health support. Children may not fully understand the impact of these interventions, making it challenging to discuss. It can be especially difficult for young adolescents starting puberty suppression. We aim to make kids happy in the moment, but it's crucial to consider the long-term effects on their development. This is a growing challenge in our field that requires further exploration.

Speaker 0: You don't want to give me joy. You're not in favor of it. You don't talk to me like that, I'm not your child. I'm your mom, not your big sister or little sister. You shout at a woman, but not at me.

I do my best to help parents understand medical interventions they signed off on, but it's concerning when they can't provide necessary information.

Josie and her mother believed that irreversible treatment was the right choice, despite the fact that it would make Josie unable to have children. However, during a conversation, Josie expressed uncertainty about their gender identity. Josie wondered if they were a boy on the inside and a girl on the outside. Their mother acknowledged that only Josie could truly know the answer. Josie was told that if they wanted to grow up as a man, they could. Josie admitted to feeling unsure about their identity, which was a surprise to their mother. This was the first time Vanessa had heard Josie express uncertainty.

Hey Nick, can you come here? Let's talk privately, away from everyone. What do you do here during the day? Just hang out with friends? What are your hobbies? You play video games, huh? What kind of games? Wrestling? Who's your favorite wrestler? We're here because of your online posts. Facebook and TikTok blocked you, right? Unfortunately, you're coming with us. I know you don't want to go, but we have to take you to see a doctor. You can't keep doing what you were doing. I'm sorry, but it's necessary. Please, promise me you won't do it again. I want to believe you.