vicodincrutch | 100 Diagnosis

To hell with it. No doom so far. And if it happens, I know who to blame. Or if reason has any weight in this ridiculousness, since this is a later challenge there could be time to prepare, call in bribes. Whatever means necessary.

Growth hold obvious relevance in the medical world. From the time we are born to the age of two our craniums are measured regularly to check growth progress. Abnormal numbers above or below the norm could be a sign of one or more of the following:

Chronic disease
Emotional (psychosocial) health
Genetics
Infection
Poor nutrition

Life is still in the equation. Big or small headed people alike can tell you that. Look around you. With the aid of hormones and with a possibility of a close to normal life outside of the circus or the next Austin Powers movie. Dramatic differences on the other hand leave the door open for other issue possibilities gastrointestinal problems that prompt a slow or stunted growth due to digestive enzymes, cerebral palsy to throw out a few rockstars of the category. And all of this is possible within the first leg of life. Makes you wonder by what miracle or luck of the draw this many people pass through the first round of the real Real World.

And we continually grow. We get older, our capacity for learning becomes more complicated with critical thinking, memorization, and any kind of social upbringing. These are all dependent on were we go from the start. Genes get blamed, it's the genetics passed down from our parents and their parents. Health is more than possible in early life. Then comes that oh so sudden decline of aging, ready willing and able to put it's hand into the grab bag of genetic issues that your Grandma's cousin first removed had.

Growth usually has such a positive connotation. You grow ill. You grow weary. Growth can also mean progression. Tumors for one thing. Flesh eating viruses grow. Or Joseph Merrick experienced growth and then some. Who said it was a happy subject?

There.

Give me my prize.

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[If a small patch of silence can register Chase processing something unexpected...]

You'll have to speak up.

[With the inevitable response.]

Ow-- what the hell...? Are you trying to deafen me?

Oops. These new fangled things.

[Huff of annoyance, and he's turning his own volume down just in case.]

Thought you weren't doing these.

You also were a fox before.

I gave it more thought.

What has that got to do with anything?

[There's equal measure to Chase's thoughts. Not that he plans on showing it.]

I'm surprised you passed up the opportunity for midget jokes.

Nothing vital. I like talking about it. Don't you?

Oh there is one in there. I was thinking of devoting my essay to little people everywhere.

Yeah, I like how it was fixed a week ago but somehow it's still funny.

Eden will be flattered you're thinking of her.

In a month it will still be funny. Watch.

Writing entirely on midgets in an essay about growth feels a little counter productive.

Your systematic destruction of anyone's warm fuzzy feelings on the topic was much more in your line.

I gotta be me.

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