When people begin to cringe at your gory surgery stories, keep going and gesticulate wildly. They’re loving it.
IN WHICH MARY ATTEMPTS A GIVEAWAY!
[muffled cheering in the distance]
Hey lovely people! I am just so honored to have more than 100 of you tagging along for my poorly drawn lines and far-fetched puns that I thought it would be fun to give a thing!
Here’s how it works!
- Just fill out this form I made so I can contact you if you win.
- You must fill out the form, as that is what I will use to randomly select the winner.
- You can fill out the form once a day between now and April 30th at 11:59pm.
- Being as the idea is to celebrate those of you following the blog, that’s going to be a prerequisite for winning the giveaway.
- Also, no giveaway blogs.
The winner will receive their choice of witheart comic printed all snazzy-like on a mug! All your friends and coworkers will writhe in unabated jealousy at your cardiology themed beverage container (or maybe they’re writhing at the possibility that it is filled with blood). Either way, it’s a win/win/win/win/win! :D
100 FOLLOWERS?! Oh my goodness! Thank you all so much for following and liking and reblogging and whatnot! Should I do a thing for this? Do you guys want a giveaway maybe?
His eyes traced the familiar scar which stretched out from her bosom like a spring sapling unfurling its gentle new branches toward the sun. He treasured the irregular seam not only for its unique beauty, a brush stroke across an otherwise empty canvas, but for the strength it represented in her. She wore it as a medal of honor for beating back death with fortitude and courage.
I drew my abnormal EKG into my swipe keyboard and the word it translated into was “awestruck.”
Not actually as hopeless as it sounds.
Spring fashion for the well monitored.
Casually use the phrase, “You gave me a heart attack!” as often as possible to keep your family and friends on their toes.
2 years ago today I started this blog to aid in my prep for surgery and I’m still so glad I did. It was a huge help in getting me through and it’s something I’m still very proud of. Thanks to all of you for your support!
When sharing a heart shaped box of chocolates, call dibs on the left ventricle. If people tell you to stop eating them all, explain that you called the largest chamber and need the strength to deliver blood to the whole body. Then run away spitting raspberry filling everywhere and screaming “LUB DUB BITCHES!”