I do not think medical staff are gods. I think they do their best with the information they have. So i try not to get frustrated when the first diagnoses is not quite correct.

I sometimes feel like I need a glucose oral drip, wheel it around with me all day.

The whole idea of local anesthetic and being awake during an operation seems to weird to me. It would even more-so if I found that I smelled like pizza.

Happy Thanksgiving, btw. Hope you are warm and with family.

In the land of children make-believe, there IS no second opinion.

Beeps and blips in a hospital CAN be quite annoying, until they are so ever-present you stop notching them.

And to say I wasn’t influenced in this strip by Monty Python’s “machine that goes ping” would be blatantly untrue.

That’s the problem with taking care of a kid, not only do they want to PLAY, but they want to play with YOU.

Childhood is all about the fizz of Hydrogen Peroxide from the brown bottle. It means it’s DOING something.