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Feb. 11th, 2016 12:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
"Carol, you have a time bomb in your brain. Until we figure out how to diffuse it... you cannot fly."
This was not in the plan for today. It flies in the face of all the principles of the lucky hat!
Ugh. Flying. Did it have to be that?
Why not, hey Carol, no more Jazzercise?
(She and Jess tried that once. Apparently, snarking at the back of the class is not encouraged at Jazzercise.)
What if she ate more kale? Tony drinks those terrible kale smoothies and he doesn't have a brain lesion.
(He can still fly!)
The problem is this isn't at all like finding dinosaurs in Midtown. You can't punch a brain lesion.
(You can punch the dinosaurs. It's oh so satisfying.)
And that's the root of the problem, isn't it? Carol's used to fighting her way out of her problems, with her fists and her feet, with carefully chosen or viciously shouted words, with old-fashioned pigheaded stubbornness.
Dr. Nayar insists that Carol needs patience more than stubbornness. That sounds fake... but sure. Okay. Patience.
Carol will be patient with these
She just needs to not overdo it. And maybe eat some kale. Buy some kale? She'll at least look at some kale, and not even glare at it!
Is there anything around here that needs punching? It's too hard to sleep when your head's pounding like this.
Quote from Captain Marvel (2012) #9 by Kelly Sue DeConnick. Read it, love it, admire the amazing Andrade/Bellaire art.