LION NOT A MOUSE

That was a joke.

Right.. Right, I knew that. It was a joke.. Me too I was joking too. 

Oh, goodness, is that idea spreading, now? Come on, she’s a doctor, what’s the worst she can do? She hasn’t exploded any heads yet, you know! ‘Hasn’t left any equipment inside anyone after stitching ‘em back up! ‘Hasn’t even had any ‘a those anesthetic awareness things you always hear about! At least, none that I know of…

Heads exploding.. Anesthetic.. She.. She has to be medically trained though, right? She had to have gone through school? And training? In order to get a job and be a doctor.. She had to have. They wouldn’t let her work if she made mistakes.. Right?

Trust me, you’ll be fine.

Okay but... But you just.. You just told me not to trust them. 

You don’t trust that hospital. There’s something wrong with the secret circle that runs it.

My ma thinks it’s time for me to get a checkup, since I’ve been having some strange side effects from some new medication. I don’t want to go. She tries to be as optimistic as she can about things, you know, but sometimes my fears aren’t so irrational. 

But x-rays are cool though! And shots don’t really do anything besides make your arm kinda heavy for awhile! You don’t even have to look at it! But you should because it’s like the only time you’ll see something sticking out of you like that and not be, like, fuckin’ dyin’ or some shit…

I’m not- X-rays cause can cause radiation poisoning.. And I bruise very easily. When I get shots it ends up looking like someone punched me straight in the arm, which is about as fun as it doesn’t sound. The doctor is a nightmare. This doctor is a nightmare.