1. Why is the process of finding, paying for and getting a wheelchair-accessible vehicle so labyrinthine?
or
Why is the process for finding, paying for and getting a wheelchair so labyrinthine?
2. Why does the potential advent of Clobazam Oral Soluble Film not excite me?
or
Why does the potential for an easier delivery of Onfi (that's clobazam) -- likened to a dissolving postage-stamp sized film -- make me die a little inside.
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Jimi Hendrix Acid Tabs image found on the interwebs |
(HINT: It's not because of Jimi Hendrix or LSD)
These are rhetorical questions.
3. Why are we able to launch a rocket into space with a luxury car inside of it?
or
Why does this make me feel weary?
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Elon Musk's recent venture |
4. Why do we still have to pierce the skin with a primitive needle to get to a vein yet are able to inject a nuclear substance into that vein which will then carry it to the brain where it will light up metabolic pathways and provide information?
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Vintage photo of brain imaging equipment |
5. Why did Sophie's most recent bout of seizures stop when I gave her a double dose of cannabis medicine, yet the Powers That Be maintain it has no medicinal benefit?
These are rhetorical questions.
Tiny little mother minds™ ask none but those.