Oh geeze – these parents are actually arguing about which laxative to give their kid!
“The modern way to bring up their baby.”
Baby? That kid is four-years-old if he’s a day.
And the trauma!
Dad wants to give the kid his laxative.
Mom says “No! It’s too harsh!”
Of course, in 40 years, the kid will have to deal with his parents being constipated.
The circle of life…
Then again, Castoria did taste better than Milk of Magnesia.
Or so I have heard…
Re-entry into the real world after four days in Vegas has taken a bit of time. Got back on Sunday.
The medblogger meet up was fantastic – again, thanks to Dr. Val at Better Health for putting the panels together, to Johnson & Johnson for sponsoring the track and to MedPage Today for adding their sponsorship!
Lots of fun, but lots of serious discussion about where we are going as a genre and the challenges that lay ahead.
Here’s to next year! Start planning now!
(Speaking of Dr. Val, check out her interview here with ABC – Medbloggers making news!)
It looks wonderful.
It has been months since I’ve been able to sit and read Grand Rounds with a latte in hand – I think that will be my treat to myself tomorrow!
I’m sitting in the McCarran airport in Las Vegas on Sunday, thinking my adventures in blogging were over for the weekend. I noticed a tweet from @nicurnmama (Laura, from Adventures in Juggling). Seems she was sitting in Sammy Hagar’s Beach Bar and Grill. In Las Vegas. At the airport.
Laura hadn’t been to Blog World.
And I had just walked by that bar and grill!
Well, Laura had been right next door at the Venetian attending another blogging conference (SITScation) the entire weekend!
So I was able to meet Laura (at Gate C 16 in the Southwest Terminal)! I won the Blogger Jackpot! We corralled a total stranger to take our picture (thanks, total stranger!).
And hopefully we can get Laura at the next medblogger conference!
This is just bizarre!
Las Vegas’ elevation is about 2000 feet above sea level.
Is this really necessary?
I mean, maybe a few conference goers might have visited a regular bar, but to the point of needing an oxygen bar?
I didn’t try it.
Let’s put it this way: there were more people in Sammy’s Beach Bar and Grill than even glanced at this O2 bar. I mean, think about it. A nasal cannula or a Cabo Wabo margarita?
You make the call.
Only in ‘Vegas.