Saturday, October 3, 2015

We Don't Give Up!

Tommie, I think you're going to have to write Eric some kind of special nurse hall pass, because normally they don't let unsupervised strangers just hang out in hospital rooms all night, even in the event of a thyroid storm. And it isn't going to cut it to say, "Look, she won't remember me, but I'm a hero to the Tibetan monks who went missing in an avalanche for five years, call up the Dalai Lama, he'll vouch for me."

Friday, October 2, 2015

These Last Two Days

Thursday October 1, 2015

Friday October 2, 2015
TWO DAYS? Was this really all happening over two days?! Holy moley. I question everything in my life now.

In the comments the other day, nimuejohn mentioned that this all started with Margo in the shower at 2:00 in the morning complaining about being hot... which was, as he said, in January 2015, but just a day ago in strip time. At the time, I had a little laugh and then hit myself repeatedly over the head with a frying pan to make sure that memory didn't keep. But, my god, he's right. Sweet Mary and Joseph. You could even argue that her erratic behavior began before that, though it's pretty hard to distinguish between Margo-erratic and hyperthyroidism-erratic.

So, this incredibly arduous set-up for Margo's diagnosis of hyperthyroidism took over nine months of our lives, and happened over a couple of days in the strip. I could've been painting a masterpiece, or writing a book. Man.

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Typical Hyperthyroid Symptoms

Tuesday September 29, 2015

Wednesday September 30, 2015
Uh oh! Margo's not out of the woods yet; Tommie has changed into her gray turtleneck of foreboding.

I feel like  Tommie's dialogue is the windup for an antithyroid medication. "Hyperthyroidism hurts; Tapazole can help!" "Don't leave me hanging here, Tommie. Should I get in touch with my doctor if after taking Tapazole I have nausea, stomach pain, low fever, loss of appetite, dark urine, clay-colored stools, or jaundice?"

P.S. those are legit side effects, I never in my life would've thought to come up with the phrase "clay-colored stools."

Monday, September 28, 2015


And the winner is.... Hyperthyroidism?? Oh man. What an underdog. There's no predicting Margo's crazy endocrine system!

According to WebMD, Margo has been exhibiting many potential symptoms of hyperthyroidism, including feeling moody, nervous, weak or tired; shakiness and sweatiness; and of course, eating more than usual (remember the breakfast bowls at Diner?). Things that haven't come up: her frequent bowel movements and missed periods.

Hyperthyroidism doesn't seem super dramatic or life-threatening, but hold on! WebMD says:
In rare cases, hyperthyroidism can cause a life-threatening condition called thyroid storm, which occurs when the thyroid gland releases large amounts of thyroid hormones in a short period of time. 
So here's hoping for the GREAT THYROID STORM OF '15!!

So, sadly, no one wins the guess-Margo's-disease contest. I'll just look for a real zinger of a hyperthyroidism quote in this week's strips to replace the banner caption. I think it's what we all deserve.

Friday, September 25, 2015

I Wish I Knew the Answer

Abigail "Tommie" Thompson is: the least helpful nurse in the world. Seriously, we still don't know if Margo has had a stroke or blood poisoning or delirium tremens or what. And at this point with the writing, I feel like anything could happen, context clues be damned. (e.g. "It turns out she just has a really bad case of gout!")

Readers, it's time to place your bets. What will Margo's diagnosis be? The winner gets to change the quote on the banner. (Even though "Nurse Dawkins has set me free!" still makes me laugh every time I notice it.)

Thursday, September 24, 2015

Pray for Her

Hey guys. Do we have any readers who are medical professionals, or have friends that are medical professionals that could give us a second opinion? I just want to get it confirmed that this is a typical examination for a patient suffering possible dissociative fugue symptoms, or possibly a catatonic state.

  • First: insist the patient stands up while you talk to about her in the third person. 
  • Next, have a man she doesn't recognize hold her hand and murmur soothing sentiments with the goofiest grin ever, while you go get your stethoscope from the car. 
  • In fact, nevermind that, bring the patient to your equipment. 
  • Have her stand outside on the sidewalk while you hover around her with your invisible stethoscope, making educated guesses about her pulse and breathing. 
  • When the patient inevitably collapses and/or disappears into thin air, freak out dramatically and demand someone else call an ambulance. 
  • Now's probably a good time to go back inside. 
  • Find the patient's roommate and ask them to locate the patient's hand and hold it while you look on anxiously and think about getting a snack.

Can we all agree this is pretty par for the course?

Friday, September 18, 2015

White as a Sheet

 Thursday September 17, 2015

Friday September 18, 2015
Lu Ann, everyone in this strip is white as a sheet.

I like to imagine that Margo is just sprawled out on the sidewalk/carpet between Lu Ann and Eric, and that every time they move around, they have to step over Margo like she's one of the corpses in Clue the movie.