So slightly more focus on why they're different and how.

A bachelor's degree to a certain extent is generic. Generally you're going to take a lot of classes not directly related to your degree like English, math, history, art, foreign languages etc. My undergraduate degree was a bachelor of science in Economics and I took classes on theater, pottery, environmental science, criminalistics etc. that were all required for my degree (or rather they required I take X number of classes in different areas like physical science and art). Some requirements are specific, so I was required to take statistics which is related but I also had to take any 2 additional math classes and took calculus 1 and 2 which were not required for my degree. Then I also had to take X number of economic classes. Sometimes people do 2 bachelor's degrees but if you're luck there will be a lot of overlap between the 2 requirements and you'll only need to take the specific classes related to the 2nd bachelor. The goal was to establish a broad base education.

Then once you have a bachelors you can go and get a Master's in a specific field and you'll generally only need to take specific classes related to that field. My masters is a Masters of Accountancy, for 2 years I only took classes that were directly related to accounting; audit, taxes, forensic accounting, and accounting ethics. The goal was gain a higher level of understanding in a specific subject.

If I ever went back and did my PhD then the focus would be on research, modeling, tools, etc and a lot of those classes are more about how to perform and document research over all than related to the PhD field you're in. Then you perform your research and write a doctoral thesis dissertation where you'll try to expand on the knowledge of the field as a whole and you may have to defend your research against a board of other doctors in that field.

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So you're going to start with an undergraduate degree then if you want a 2nd degree you can decide if you want a 2nd undergraduate or a masters. Once you have a masters you can decide if you want a 2nd masters or a PhD. It's just a matter of how deep you want to focus.

Randomly started throwing up about a year and a half ago. First time didn't think too much of it. 2nd time 3 weeks later it was so bad I couldn't even keep water down, went to a doc in the box and they said better go get your appendix checked at the ER just in case even though I had no abdominal pain. Went to the ER, they did an MRI and some blood work, said don't see any issues, probably just food poisoning and prescribed me an anti nausea medicine. 3rd time about another 3 weeks later called my dr and asked about back to back food poisoning and she told me there was a listeria outbreak and to keep taking my ER medicine. 4th time 2 weeks after that I was in the middle of the El Paso desert and just figured I was really dehydrated.

2 weeks after that I got back home from the middle of nowhere El Paso on Friday, Saturday evening I started throwing up again. By Sunday I had mild muscle soreness but no distinct pain or fever but I was sick of it. Went back to the ER, they did more blood work said they didn't see anything, ended up with a sonogram and the found gall stones but no sign of infection. The ER doctor came in and said it was possible one of the smaller stones was intermittently blocking the duct and it was causing me to throw up until it popped back free. Also that any other time in her 15+ years of being an ER doctor she'd tell me to go home and schedule a follow up with my PCP and see if it would be worth having my gallbladder taken out electively to prevent that from happening BUT this was during the 3rd wave of COVID outbreaks and she said for the first time in 6 months she had 3 beds available so if I was willing to go ahead with the surgery she'd grab one of the ones in the trauma ward for me and I could have it out as day surgery in the morning, but I'd have to stay the night or there'd be no guarantee I'd still have the spot in the morning.

Several family members had their gallbladders out so I figured what the hell, let's get it over with and agreed. They took me upstairs, gave me a general round of antibiotics for a typical surgery and ran more blood work. At 9am they took me downstairs for 10am surgery. The plan was to take about 60-90 min and check out of the hospital by 2pm. At 4pm I wake up my hospital room, with IV's in both arms, and a surgeon sitting by my bedside. Not only was my gallbladder infected which didn't show up in any of the tests or the scans, it ruptured on the operating table. My 60 min day surgery turned into a 5 hour long all hands on deck with a final count of either 5 or 6 trauma surgeons playing hungry hungry hippos with my abdomen trying to get all the stones out. I spent 3 days in the hospital on high powered antibiotics before they kicked me out with a walker to go home and spend another week in bed with high powered antibiotics and pain killer because COVID numbers were up and they wanted me as far from the hospital as possible.

But I tell people if your organs are going to randomly explode, then while you're already unconscious on the operating table of a level 1 trauma center is the place for it to happen!

>All that stuff he mentioned doesnt get wiped down (ever) gets wiped down between flights pretty much always and gets a good cleaning overnight aswell especially now after all this Covid stuff happened.

That's generally been my experience but is also why I do bring my own wipes. I'm apparently allergic to whatever they use on Delta flights but every now and then my work makes us fly them. I hate going on a work trip and ending up with a rash down my arm for 2-3 days.

We're past the prime for it but I've said for years we need a Scrubs treatment to all the CSI/forensic shows. One of my college professors used to run a crime lab and he had just the funniest (awful) stories about cases they worked. The CSI shows generally involve some sort of criminal mastermind vs the cases he worked where people would worry that the corpse bag was leaking so stuff in some of their mail with their name to their address to soak up the blood.

And that is literally the story of the one mismatched fork we have in our silverware drawer. My dad went to a wedding with a dinner buffet and a separate dessert buffet, grabbed a fork at the start of the line and put it in his pocket, got stuck in the line for a while and forgot about it, just used his leftover fork from dinner and found the first when he got back home. We call it the illicit desert fork.