December 28, 2010 § 1 Comment
In tonight’s comic adventure: If misery loves company, than Miss Waxie’s forlorn stomach must be quite the sad and lonely little organ. After all, for what other reason would it hold on to breakfast, lunch, and dinner? Sure, the doctor calls it gastroparesis, a condition of delayed stomach emptying, and prescribes medication and a special diet, but Miss Waxie knows better; her poor tummy just needs a friend. Anyone got a working stomach lying around?
August 30, 2009 § 7 Comments
In Tonight’s Comic Adventure: Miss Waxie learns to love her greatest adversary as being taken seriously by the Cleveland Clinic has provided her a golden ticket into better medical care. Sure they might think she’s in a coma, but what can she say, the Cleveland Clinic kinda grows on you. Not unlike the MRSA they so rampantly spread through Ohio…
(Previously filed under Tales from the Clinic: Out with the Old, In With the Eugenics)
July 20, 2009 § 3 Comments
In Tonight’s Comic Adventure: Miss Waxie contemplates breaking up with Ohio, but realize she has to stay in her bad relationship ’till her financial situation gets straightened out. Does she need Dr. Phil or just more Kineret? …Yeah, she’ll go with the Kineret.
June 3, 2009 § 11 Comments
In Tonight’s Comic Adventure: Watch out world! Miss Waxie is behind the wheels of her 1995 Geo Prism again, left eye cataract be damned! And, okay, she didn’t go farther than around her block. Twice. Still…she drove! Only being chronically ill could make a milestone you’ve past long ago something exciting to experience again. I wonder how it will feel when I relearn to ride a bike.