If You Don’t Have Anything Nice to Say, Don’t Say Anything At All…

October 3, 2010 § 13 Comments

In Tonight’s Comic Adventure: Miss Waxie comes clean about her recent, semi-mortifying surgical procedures. ‘Course despite the intimate look a whole bunch of medical staff got at every nook and cranny her digestive tract had to offer, the  embarrassment didn’t so much come from what they put down her mouth, but what came out of it! File this one under serious doctor drama. Or comedy.

Oh well, you know what they say, patients under anesthesia say the darndest things…!

True Knowledge Exists in Knowing You (And They) Know Nothing…

October 1, 2010 § Leave a comment

In Tonight’s Comic Adventure: It’s been a long summer, but finally, finally Miss Waxie is eating again with the help of an army of immunosuppressants and steroids. Armed with a some new “we don’t know what it is” cryopyrin associated periodic syndrome (CAPS) stomach problem – or some new autoimmune stomach problem – and idiopathic thrombocytopenic purpura – Miss Waxie is collecting new medical terminology faster than an an over stressed first year med-student.

On the positive side, the cellcept is working, the pred is coming down, and the ITP is under control enough that she no longer looks like a drug dealer’s girlfriend…she can practically hear her immune system plotting against her for daring to say things might be better.  ….Bring it, immune system!


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.

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