Probably because my brother and sister-in-law are carbon copies of LW’s problem, but I feel like it should be said, too, that if someone is going so far as to say childfree wedding, with all the inevitable whining and drama and hate that entails-they are, neither of them, fence sitters. The children really, truly,…

Not disagreeing, just pointing out that the US-a country full of anti vaxxers and Jehovah’s Witness? Not really a sterling sort of place to take that idea. We’re pretty peachy keen with occasionally withholding simple and often life saving treatments for the sake of the parents’ wishes.

No no, see, this is the network’s way of proving once and for all that Sheldon is absolutely not on the spectrum-he’s just a dick, like they keep telling us. *insert obligatory sarcasm warning here*

I’ll take a smidge of mayo on certain sandwiches (BLTs, mostly) but ranch is most definitely Satan’s own well aged fromunda.

Same on all counts. 

To be fair? I’ve been asking if my doctors have accents for a heck of a lot longer than the Orange Menace has been doing his thing-I can’t hear shit and have trouble processing things sometimes, and I need to know if I need to bring someone along to can hear better than I do for whatever reason. The biggest one…

Our teacher read excerpts from that today to our History of Veterinary Medicine class. I could feel the classroom slowly turning vegetarian with each paragraph.

Oh man, do I feel you. Mine wasn’t a port, but a PICC line, combined with the joys of being ginger. A fifteen, maybe twenty minute procedure turned into *eight hours* of “you didn’t really feel that, did you?” and “no, that doesn’t hurt it’s just pressure!”.