Doctors are a Girl’s Best Friend

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?

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Keep Your Friends Close, And Your Enemies Closer…

August 30, 2009 § 7 Comments

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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)

It’s Not Me, It’s You…

July 20, 2009 § 3 Comments

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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.

Everything Old is New Again…

June 3, 2009 § 11 Comments

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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. 

The Only Test You Fail Is the One You Fail To Take…

May 29, 2009 § 8 Comments

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In Tonight’s Comic Adventure: Faced with the possibility of not being able to get a sedative for her cataract eye surgery simply because she can’t produce enough urine for her pregnancy test, Miss Waxie wonders who really gets harmed the most by this bad decision, her non-existent fetus, herself, or the poor doctor who got the “if you think your cutting into my eyes while I’m awake you got another thing coming, buddy” riot act read to them. ….She got her drugs, her surgery, and half her dignity to boot. Why does being female so needlessly complicate every moment of the medical life?

Dear Readers, thank you for sticking by me in the recent dip in posting. I’m still having a hard time adjusting to my lens implant…and still awaiting the one in my left eye! Thanks for the well wishes and don’t worry about the missed comics, I’m good for ’em! 

The Eye has it….

May 22, 2009 § 10 Comments

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In Tonight’s Comic Adventure: Successfully recooperating from her cataracts surgery, Miss Waxie once again thinks on just how weird it is to have and old lady surgery at the tender age of 23 – even if they were caused by prednisone. Sure, the side effect was on the table when pred was brought up for the UCTD/ lupus/ rheumatoid arthritis deal, but getting cataracts so soon is like finishing only half of your box of Lucky Charms before finding the prize buried inside. …Well, gluten free Lucky Charms in Miss Waxie’s, book. 

The House Always Wins…

May 2, 2009 § 2 Comments

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In Tonight’s Comic Adventure: Miss Waxie puts on hold her comic for Blogging Against Disablism Day, thanks to falling down the stairs and re-injuring her back. What’s a girl to do when the reality of her condition gets in the way of her activism? ….Rest, sleep, and muscle relaxer tonight. Acknowledging that she actually was to disabled to write about ablism tomorrow. 

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