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MRI Agile MobileMRI Agile Mobile has created a whole new way of working \xe2\x80\x93 our systems will allow you to access all of your information whilst you are working remotely thus mobilising your field-based teams. The system uses a secure transport layer that will allow you to deliver any and all information. Our solution will allow your organization to effectively mobilise ANY back-office system for use in the field. Integration to back office systems is made simple via web-services, API\xe -
Engine Driver ThrottleEngine Driver is a model railroad throttle app for use with JMRI, MRC Wifi or Digitrax LnWi. Connects to WiThrottle server to control one to six DCC locos' or consists' direction, speed, up to 29 user-configurable functions, plus turnouts, routes, power and JMRI web server access. See website for prerequisites, setup, operation and support.Privacy policyMore -
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My palms were slick with sweat as the ER monitor screamed at 3 AM. Mrs. Henderson's pacemaker interrogation showed erratic behavior just as the neurologist demanded an emergency MRI. That sickening pit in my stomach returned - the one where time evaporates while you're knee-deep in PDF spec sheets from 2009, praying you won't miss some obscure contraindication. Then my trembling fingers remembered the blue icon tucked in my medical folder. -
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DigiTrainsPROUsing DigiTrainsPro, you can control your model railroad layout from your phone, tablet, or computer via WIFI.From the locomotive library you can easily and quickly select the locomotive you want to control.You can reach the speed, direction and all the features of the locomotive with a single touch while you are free to move around your layout.Finally, you do not have to remember the addresses, you can play very simply, even with multiple trains.You can add additional data and pict -
iPacemaker DeviceiPacemaker Device is your essential resource for navigating the world of pacemakers, defibrillators, cardiac monitors, leads, and more. As an independent third-party platform, we boast the largest database of its kind, providing detailed information on over 7,000 devices from 60 dif -
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The alarm shattered my pre-dawn stillness – Code Blue, Cath Lab Stat. I stumbled into scrubs, adrenaline sour on my tongue, knowing Mr. Henderson awaited with his failing heart and that damned mystery pacemaker. His old records were lost in some paper purgatory, and the clock ticked like a detonator. Sweat glued my gloves as I fumbled through outdated manufacturer binders, each page a Rorschach test of indecipherable serial numbers. My fingers trembled over the crash cart when I remembered the i -
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National Hospital AppsAs an Innovative Patient centered hospital, National Hospital Surabaya is one of the most advance healthcare provider in Indonesia. We are a private hospital located in West Surabaya, Indonesia. Located in the Hub of East Indonesia, we aim to be the pride of nationwide. Equipped with the most cutting edge 3 Tesla Silent MRI with, 128 slices CT Scan, CathLab, Stereotactic. Our Center of excellence is in Neuroscience cases such as, Parkinsons, Epilepsy, Brain Tumor and Spine -
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My palms were sweating against the hospital waiting room chair, each tick of the clock amplifying the MRI results dread. Fumbling through my bag, my fingers brushed against the phone - and salvation disguised as Color Slide Hexa Puzzle. That first swipe sent honeycomb tiles cascading like liquid stained glass, the satisfying snick of matching gradients cutting through sterile silence. Suddenly, I wasn't counting ceiling tiles but calculating chromatic pathways, my panic dissolving into laser foc -
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