Why Community Medicare Is the Key Source of Reduced Mortality and Morbidity

By: Ken and Speranza
(meltingicetowers.com)

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What’s the role a medical student? By the term medical students, we mean Medicine, Nursing, Pharmacists, Dental, and Public Health Students etc.  What is our role as students when we go back to the community during our long or short holidays? Or what is our work after employment? Is it just working in hospitals? It’s a fact that we have a big role to play in the community level. A big role that will make a commendable difference like saving a life or preventing a complication. Do we just go to the community to work in clinics? How can we extend a hand to the larger community at the grassroots level? How can we reach those who come to your clinic only when they are in end stage renal disease, stage four HIV, stage IV cancer? Could there be something we can do before it reaches such an advanced stage? We actually can make a difference in someone’s life. Not just someone but many people. If let’s say you are working at a clinic in a certain County and you notice there is a steady rise in the number of patients reporting to your clinic with diarrheal symptoms as the chief complain, would you continue offering the treatment regimen of cholera / typhoid if let’s say it’s the diagnosis? Using the bottom approach, we get to know the problem is the community environment of which the situation will continue worsening if we don’t visit the community and handle the filthy environment. That’s why we are needed extremely at the community level. The reasons list is endless.

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The Pseudo Prostitute

Creative works by: Melting Ice Towers

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We sometimes fall victims of certain undesirable circumstances or unacceptable lifestyles that we are at times left of no choice but to take their course and embrace them. In some extents, we tend to do them for life or for such a long period to fulfil a certain reward or gain from what we want. Some might not agree with this article but you will find some sense in it.

In this world, there are many things which go against the normal activities of a human being. They are viewed as abnormal/vices. Some refer to them as taboos. Things like prostitution and the likes. When the people in the community get a hint that so and so is a prostitute, their attitudes towards them abruptly changes to the negative. The community doesn’t endorse such acts. They are crowned all sorts of bad names and tagged with mannerisms of immorality. In some communities, they are burnt!

 


Do you ask yourself these questions before judging the people you see…?

‘Why is he/she in prostitution?’

‘Why is the 12 year old kid in prostitution?’

‘Do you think all of the culprits enjoy what they do?’

Have you employed the ‘bottom approach’ in diagnosing the root problem of the high influx of teens in this kind of lifestyle?

If not,

We hope this story touches your heart in one way or the other to help you come into reality about this growing sector.

Not all people who got in this business are happy or chose to be. To some, circumstances forced them to do what they would previously have imagined.

Currently, Mary is a third year student pursuing Economics and Finance in a certain prestigious university. She is currently aged 26yrs and she has plans of setting up a foundation to help young poor ladies. That’s so generous of her! But do you know why? You need to know her roots.

Her background wasn’t s good as you would maybe expect it to be. She had actually given up completely on life. All she wanted was to drop down dead one day. She just didn’t know the mechanism to eliminate herself from this world.

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At age 8, her parents were killed in a mysterious way by people who had previously made contact with her. She actually knew them. It wasn’t just the normal death as she recalls. It was a horrendous night! She watched in disbelief as they breathed their last.

 
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the UNFINISHED HOUSE 3

Story By: [Ken N Speranza]

 

|The Unfinished House Part One|

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|The Unfinished House Part Two|

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The quiet pineapple plantation gave the site the best venue for people to relax and to kind of contemplate. The singing of birds and the flow of the river were the only voices that could at times become louder.

 

Cain jumped inside the river ‘pool’ splashing water all around the place. He later emerged above the water rubbing his already watery eyes and beckoned Abby to join him.

 

Abby looked at him and frowned. She felt as if something was pulling her inside the pool. Her knees were already weak. She gazed at him again and smiled.

 

‘Yeah, Am coming right now!’ she told him as she took a quick check on the horizons and surroundings of the river ‘pool’. She was suspicious that someone could be watching her. She was the kind of lady who valued her privacy. She held her cloth at the waist and slowly pulled it down revealing her pink-‘ladish’ swimming costume. She lifted one of her legs and the other as she removed her upper clothes completely revealing her tight-fitting swimming costume.


Cain kept gazing at her as he continued being tormented by impatience. What he ensured he did 100% was gazing at her every move. He also kept looking at the sides to ensure no one was on the peeping phase of viewing. He was also a secretive type of man.

 

Abby bent a little and placed her clothes on the ground next to where Cain’s clothes were. She later turned and faced the ‘pool’. She held her hair above her head and tied it tightly at the top. She later walked closer and dived to the deepest part of the ‘pool’ forcing a huge wave of water above her. She was an excellent swimmer than what Cain understood. She swam fast as Cain followed her behind her. That is what she wanted –a game inside the water. She wanted him to catch her.

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The once cool and silent ‘pool’ had now turned to be the noisiest part of the entire place. They splashed water on each other and chased each other inside the deep waters. They enjoyed it a great deal. The smiles on their faces were real evidence of what they felt for each other. After moments of running from each other, they got closer to each other. They swam towards each other and held each other.

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OBSESSION – I FELL IN LOVE WITH MY DOCTOR

By : Ken and Speranza

Robert, Sharon and Erick

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Robert – an Administration Police (now in Prison)

Sharon – A Lady Caught Between Two Lovers

Erick – A Mental Health and Psychiatry Doctor


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Robert had already served 3 yrs. in prison. He had been arrested after he killed two influential women after being paid heavily and filled with replete promises by disguised cartels. His work before he landed behind bars was that of an administration police. He was a great soldier and he worked perfect. Six months down the line, he joined the cartels that paid secret administration polices’ for assassinations of prominent people who try meddling around with cartel businesses. Robert landed behind bars after working for the cartel for approximately three years.

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My 14th Day In Prison

Article by: (Ken & Speranza)

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I reminisce the days when I arrived home in the evening and hugged my beautiful wife. The days when I opened my car’s front door and my kids rushed to hug me calling me ‘daddy’ as they ransacked through the shopping paper bags in a bid to get what dad had brought for them. How we watched TV together as a family as we laughed our ribs out in the living room. The great moments when we ate together as a family at the dining table at the Centre of our home are still fresh on my mind. I miss the many times when I slept on the same matrimonial bed with my wife. We occasionally gazed at each other and had some ‘extravaganza’ episode before we slept in a very cordial pose. In the morning, I would take both my wife and my kids. I would drop my kids to school as I drove my wife to work at a certain corporate company.

 

All that familial happiness ended in a single day when my ‘40’ days were over. It happened in a flash such that upto now, I cannot explain it.

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the ‘RICH MAID’ ABROAD

Story By: {Ken & Speranza}

Many have gone but few make it back successful…
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Welcome to the extra-regurgitated story that falls on deaf ears of many who have the insatiable taste for unseen rewards in abroad. These ‘Thomases’ only believe when they go there and are deported back with ‘painful scars that sometimes never heal’.

Wait, the heading itself is ironical and full of sarcasm if stated. That is what those planning on taking a flight there after paying a hefty fee for their death should come into terms with. They are lured by promises of posh jobs with big salaries.

a RHAPSODY OF BEHAVIORAL CHANGE

How many women have come back and explained exclusively the horrors and atrocities that they met there? How many have been flown back to our country as rotting corpses? How many go there and they disappear under mysterious circumstances? Why do we still want to go there to look for jobs? Meager jobs that lead to many of our young girls and women being overused in useless ‘maid’ jobs under very excruciating conditions. When asked, they say that some of the ladies they know have made it there and are getting paid ‘good money’. Some get good employers while some; in fact get employers who are equivalent to or rougher than ‘beasts’.

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