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…!
August 15, 2009 § 6 Comments
In tonight’s comic adventure: Miss Waxie explains, and apologizes for, yet another prolonged absence. But its with good reason! She’s employed, living back in her fair metropolis, and ready to have a full plate of adventures. If only someone would give her an irony fairy sized fly swatter…think they have any at Duane Reade?
May 29, 2009 § 8 Comments
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!
April 26, 2009 § 8 Comments
In Tonight’s Comic Adventure: Miss Waxie ponders the realities of invisible illness – and wonders what life would’ve been like had she actually gotten the tattoo of a demylinated nerve with CIDP as she’d daydreamed about after getting the diagnosis. She realizes it’s a good thing that she didn’t though, or else she’d be covered in autoimmune art from her head to her toes by now – though, if Kat Von D is willing, she still might be interested.