No comic today, but I wanted to share two doodles from my sketchbook. The second one I made at the hospital, waiting for a gastroscopy*, and perhaps then the theme is obvious. In hindsight I now understand the first one too!
I’m happy to say they found nothing! The doctor allowed me to turn slightly to look at the monitor, so now I have gazed at my navel from both sides.
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(* The spelling checker is complaining, and suggesting gastropod instead. I think that would have been far tastier.)
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A clown's head floating in space, with an octopus wrapped around the peak of his pointed hat; a spotted bow-tie; we can see through the oesophagus, a hand operated meat mincer.
A periscope with an eye on a flexible tube, peering into a maze of transparent tubes, one of which opens up into a sphere containing a whale, a shark, an octopus. A network of vein-like tubes cover the surface.
A periscope with an eye on a flexible tube, peering into a maze of transparent tubes, one of which opens up into a sphere containing a whale, a shark, an octopus. A network of vein-like tubes cover the surface.
Urgh! Not so fun, are they? Of course the “light sedation” makes us all a bit loopy, but I don’t recall steampunk illusions in my happy state… Both you and Karen seem to have been through a bit, lately. Best wishes to you both.
thank you for the good wishes! I refused the light sedation, because I didn’t want the after effects, and I was determined to observe as much as possible of the procedure. Instead they gave me a spray to numb my throat. It wasn’t too bad, but perhaps I was lucky it lasted less than ten minutes.