Hey, this is Lo writing some stream of thought during a long day at school. Have you ever felt the need to stop your doctor and say, “You found what???” The more you learn about medicine the more is begins to feel that it was all made up by some overworked resident who missed lunch while slaving over a microscope.
You see, Obama healthcare has been helping Americans to fill the insurance donut hole that has been a recipe for disaster. We know that children need treatment for the dreaded cherry red spot on their macula, café-au-lait spots, or currant jelly stools immediately. We tell mom, don’t worry about the port wine stain, but beware cheesy necrosis, chocolate cysts and grape clusters you-know-where. Oh, boy. Hope that the doc doesn’t find a side of nutmeg liver, honeycomb lung, or onion skinning on biopsy. Grandma better not be cooking up any Peau d’orange, strawberry tongue, or rice water stools, because we know what that means. LUNCH IS SERVED. Welcome to pathology. Is it break time yet? My McDonald's Latte is runnning low.
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