Husband. Father. Follower of Christ. Emergency Physician. Posts are my own.
Birmingham, AL
Joined August 2011
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For decades, Steve Hatchell has helped turn the NFF’s mission into lasting opportunities for young people. We are proud to announce our president & CEO is a 2026 NFF Gold Medal recipient, the Foundation’s highest honor.
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“Football has opened every door for me that I've ever walked through in my life.”
Former @deltastatefb quarterback and 2016 Campbell Trophy finalist @tsullyMD, now an emergency physician, shares how the game has changed his life. #IPlayed
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The “studies” that led to these numbers are incredibly flawed.
For example, say a patient has a small intracranial hemorrhage from a fall. She’s on eliquis, a blood thinner, because she’s at risk of a stroke.
What does the neurosurgery team do with the eliquis?
Say they hold it. Two days later she has a massive stroke and dies. That would count as a medical error in the aforementioned studies.
Say they don’t hold it. The bleeding in her brain progresses and she dies. That would also count as medical error.
Doctors often walk in to advanced disease processes, many of which have no reliable data on the right course of treatment. Many treatment decisions have a potential for bad outcomes either way.
Sometimes you do surgery and the patient has a complication. Sometimes you don’t do surgery and the disease progresses.
We don’t have a crystal ball.
It’s not like piloting an airplane, unless the pilot was taking over the flight while the plane was on fire, one engine was out, and it was heading straight at a mountain.
Doctors do make errors, and egregious ones should be punished, but these numbers are a joke.
Joe Rogan and Andrew Huberman look up how many Americans die from medical error each year, and the answer floors them both.
ROGAN: “Okay, so medical error is responsible for 251,000 deaths a year.”
HUBERMAN: “Whoa, that’s crazy.”
ROGAN: “Do you understand how insane that is? Imagine if that was Pop-Tarts.”
That number comes from a 2016 Johns Hopkins study published in the BMJ. It estimated medical errors kill 251,454 Americans a year, which makes them the third leading cause of death, behind only heart disease and cancer.
And it gets worse. A 2023 Johns Hopkins and Harvard study found that misdiagnosis alone kills an estimated 371,000 Americans a year and leaves another 424,000 permanently disabled.
If an airline killed that many people, nobody would ever board a plane again.
Tyler Sullivan retweeted
How long do We The People keep paying taxes?
Seven properties, a Mercedes G-Wagon, sneakers worn by Kobe Bryant and a Mickey Mantle rookie card worth $1.5 million. All of these things were bought with taxpayer money.
Paul Randall pleaded guilty in one of the largest Medicaid fraud schemes in the California history – diverting more than $270 million in tax dollars.
Why not just cut federal tax rates now, while Republicans have the House and Senate?
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I’d settle for a flat 10% tax.
If it’s good enough for God, it should be good enough for government.
All insurance, be it health, home, or auto, has become some varying degree of catastrophe coverage.
It is always extremely expensive, yet somehow cheaper, to just pay out of pocket.
Tyler Sullivan retweeted
Ive watched the same specimen for months now, at my gym a thick necked ox of a man who moves iron like it owes him money and in between sets sits scrolling with the slack jawed expression of a medicated cow. all that magnificent tissue and nothing upstairs running it, a temple with no God. and i know his opposite too, a pale pumpkin seed of a man, all brain and brittle, who could recite Aristotle on discipline while being physically incapable of defending his own mother. both of them are half men. the body is the temple and the spirit must live in it. a soul carried around in a ruined vessel goes rancid
Tyler Sullivan retweeted
Father, teach this to your kids.
Don't subscribe to someone else's definition of fun. If your idea of a great Friday night is reading, building, lifting, writing, taking a walk, or having a deep conversation, that's your fun. Don't let other define fun.
You do you!
Poetry.
I joined an American gym. I carried the smallest weights to a corner and lifted them with correct, ceremonial form.
A man the size of a vending machine nodded at me and said, "Light day? Respect."
It was not a light day. It was my entire strength. He chose the interpretation that protected my honor, and he chose it instantly. I have received less mercy from diplomats.
A week later, a stranger asked me to spot him. I did not know the word. He explained: stand over me, and save my life if the bar wins.
A stranger. Placing his breathing privileges under my supervision. Based on nothing. I have guarded castle gates with less seriousness than I guarded that man's bench press.
Then it was my turn, and I met the greatest lie in America.
The bar was too heavy. It sank toward my chest. Instantly there were hands on it, lifting it as if it were empty, while their owner screamed, "ALL YOU, BIG MAN. THAT'S ALL YOU."
It was not all me. It was almost none me. He carried the entire bar with two fingers while insisting, loudly, that I was achieving this alone.
Everyone knows it is a lie. It is also the truest thing anyone has said to me in this country. The whole gym is held up by it, the same way the bar was.
Last month I failed a lift, loudly. The clang brought three men jogging over like lifeguards. Nobody laughed. The vending machine helped me up and said, "We've all been under that bar."
We. All. Under the bar. It is apparently a nation.
They have taught me the nod. I am now authorized to nod at strangers who are suffering voluntarily at six in the morning.
Monday. Six a.m. They leave me the good bench.
All you, they will say.
It will not be. That is the joke everyone is in on, and no one will ever say out loud.
Tyler Sullivan retweeted
I joined an American gym. I carried the smallest weights to a corner and lifted them with correct, ceremonial form.
A man the size of a vending machine nodded at me and said, "Light day? Respect."
It was not a light day. It was my entire strength. He chose the interpretation that protected my honor, and he chose it instantly. I have received less mercy from diplomats.
A week later, a stranger asked me to spot him. I did not know the word. He explained: stand over me, and save my life if the bar wins.
A stranger. Placing his breathing privileges under my supervision. Based on nothing. I have guarded castle gates with less seriousness than I guarded that man's bench press.
Then it was my turn, and I met the greatest lie in America.
The bar was too heavy. It sank toward my chest. Instantly there were hands on it, lifting it as if it were empty, while their owner screamed, "ALL YOU, BIG MAN. THAT'S ALL YOU."
It was not all me. It was almost none me. He carried the entire bar with two fingers while insisting, loudly, that I was achieving this alone.
Everyone knows it is a lie. It is also the truest thing anyone has said to me in this country. The whole gym is held up by it, the same way the bar was.
Last month I failed a lift, loudly. The clang brought three men jogging over like lifeguards. Nobody laughed. The vending machine helped me up and said, "We've all been under that bar."
We. All. Under the bar. It is apparently a nation.
They have taught me the nod. I am now authorized to nod at strangers who are suffering voluntarily at six in the morning.
Monday. Six a.m. They leave me the good bench.
All you, they will say.
It will not be. That is the joke everyone is in on, and no one will ever say out loud.
Tyler Sullivan retweeted
My favorite line from Atomic Habits has been living in my head rent-free:
“It doesn’t make sense to continue wanting something if you’re not willing to do what it takes to get it. If you don’t want to live the lifestyle, then release yourself from the desire. To crave the result but not the process is to guarantee disappointment.”