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Pete Ross writes about bad health recommendations from our beloved health authorities in the Observer (and on Nurse Angry’s birthday. Awww.)

Happy reading!

Health Authorities Continue to Fail Us

And in the end, she’s still inclined to root for Gary Taubes.  Looks to Nurse Angry like Stephan Guyenet and Yoni Freedhoff are mighty annoyed because Mr. Taubes is more intelligent (and certainly less pompous) than both of them put together, even though he’s (shame on him) not a medical doctor.

So here’s a little sugar debate to wish everyone a Happy Valentine’s Day. Don’t eat all your chocolates (or flowers) in one go if you can possible control yourself!

Ringing in 2017 with some slightly irritated curiosity rather than anger for a change.

Today’s Nurse Angry question is: how on Earth did it get to be that people 20+ years old (dare Nurse Angry write the word millenial?) have their mothers (or occasionally fathers) call to make doctors’ appointments for them?

Nurse Angry cannot judge whether someone should see the doctor today, this week or in a month when the information she needs is filtered through Mom. When Nurse Angry says this, Mom will explain that her grown up baby has given her permission to call, and is often unable to understand that the gatekeeper needs to speak with the person with the symptoms.

For a greater understanding of the millenial phenomenon there is this entertaining article from the Guardian:

Or check out Dana Carvey’s Netflix special Straight white male, 60. There’s a short but priceless impression of a helpless millenial and the rest of it is pretty darn funny too.

In Nurse Angry’s experience there are a few more unfair but funny descriptions for this group.

“The convenience people”: they come to the ER with their foot blisters or hangovers because it’s open 24/7, or because they were walking by, or because they haven’t bothered to figure out that blisters are not life-threatening. Or because they think they ARE life-threatening.

“The people who almost never leave the house”: (also known as “the people who sleep during the day and play games or watch random stuff on YouTube all night” or “the people who can’t get up in the morning”). These folks will actually tell you that they can’t come to the doctor before noon because they have to sleep. They appear to live their lives almost exclusively through their various devices and don’t seem to have many actual friends to meet up with. And they can never actually decide on a time and place to meet up anyway, so why bother? On the plus side, they are super fast at writing with both their thumbs.

“The people who think everyone else should care about their personal problems”. Nurse Angry assumes this needs no further explanation. They are closely  related to “the people who would rather take a pill than make the necessary changes in their life/lifestyle to regain/improve their health”.

“The helpless people”. A cold, a bad grade or getting dumped by their partner will knock them out of commission for a few months.

There are plenty of people Nurse Angry meets through work who she seriously wonders how they manage in life. Happy New Year to them, and to all the rest of you, and please: make your own appointments.

Nurse Angry has recently started working with an ear-nose-throat specialist. Tragically, this does not give her immunity to afflictions in said area. Ahhh, laryngitis! Nurse Angry wishes she could take a magic pill, but a virus is a virus so she’ll have to make do with fluids, voice rest and cough sedatives. virus1Awww, isn’t he cute!

Nurse Angry does not know how it is in the rest of the world, but in Sweden we convinced ourselves that the horrific, no-sun summer of 2012 was the cause of the epidemic of viruses that plagued us fall-winter-spring. But summer this year was wonderful and now everyone is sick again. Small person in the household has already been sick 4 or 5 times since going back to preschool and the teenagers have fared only slightly better. Not to mention the myriad illnesses of Nurse Angry herself. Only the Old Guy stays pretty much healthy, wealthy and wise.

Flu attack! How a virus invades your body:

 Here in Stockholm (affectionately known as The Capital of Scandinavia, see earlier blog) nobody seems to know how to wash their hands or to cough/sneeze into the crook of their arm. And personally Nurse Angry thinks it is a bad idea to go to work sick or send kids to preschool sick. We’ve all done it but maybe we should rethink that equation.

The Big Picture Book of Viruses!!

Once upon a time Nurse Angry saw a TV program about viruses. It was scary.  This was back in the early 80’s. And at the end they asked one of the researchers “Who will win the war between man and the viruses?” He answered without hesitation, and Nurse Angry’s readers are smart enough to know what the answer was that has haunted her ever since. But there is an upside: we probably don’t need to be so worried about global warming because the viruses are definitely going to get us first. So party on. And pass the Cocillana. Tastes so strange that Nurse Angry just has to wonder what even stranger taste is being masked.


Aside from the fact that it is a bad photo. Waaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Actually, there are probably quite a few things wrong with this picture, but seriously, what’s with that SIGN? The one that looks like it’s hanging by a thread.  On the filthy wall. On the building housing Fastighetskontoret- the offices in charge of real estate owned by the city. Nurse Angry is not kidding.

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Note the nice little bit of raw concrete above the top of the sign- sign must’ve slid down a little, right? No. That is the way it’s supposed to be. Tilted.

Yes, that sign with the sickening slogan “Stockholm. The Capital of Scandinavia.” How uptight, smug and self-absorbed can a slogan be? Nurse Angry gets, well, ANGRY every time she bikes past it.
What was wrong with “Beauty on water”? It was at least true. Nurse Angry even prefers “The Venice of the North” and that’s a pretty appalling statement.

Luckily the perfect antidote is right around the corner. Nurse Angry recommends going immediately a  few hundred meters to your left to have a look at Stockholm City Hall instead. Ahhh, lovely. Thank you Ragnar Östberg!