Lynn's Comments: My husband often came home exhausted. Working with sensitive people, using tiny instruments and fidgety materials in an awkward space, takes endless patience. Added to this is the management of staff and copious paperwork. I think dentistry is one of the most tiring jobs there are.
Lynn's Comments: This was the truth. It seemed that no expense was spared on things outside the house….but, the kitchen, where so much of my life was spent, didn't need improvements.
Lynn's Comments: The other punchline I had for this strip was the kid yelling in the last panel: "Don't touch me!" That idea has been done quite a lot, so I had the assistant fall asleep instead. This wasn't one of my best Sunday pages, but when you're on a deadline, you sometimes turn in something you're not crazy about. Here, I felt that the drawing was sufficiently well done to carry the strip, but when it came out in the paper, I wished I’d given it another ending!
Lynn's Comments: When I turned 40, it was no biggie. I rather liked being 40; I was doing some good work, my kids were becoming independent and my wrinkles weren't getting me down. I think men “crest” earlier when it comes to aging. This surprised me.
Lynn's Comments: This was true. Friends had come by with a sailboard and the owner—a man about our age, showed us how easy it was to master. Wrong. It is not easy, and those of us who tried and tried to get up on the thing suffered from sore arms for a week!
Lynn's Comments: With my doctor advocating for a home birth and readers making it seem like a bad decision, I was setting the scene here for something to save the day.
Lynn's Comments: Being married to a dentist gave me a lot of material to work with. Scenes in John Patterson's clinic were quite realistic and other dentists often asked to purchase the original strips.
Lynn's Comments: My husband was good with kids—as were his staff. One day a mom wanted to be in the operatory with her son because she was sure he'd be too afraid of the dentist to be there alone. Everyone told her the kid would be fine, but she insisted. They let her stay. Everything went well until my husband was about to do the first injection, and the mom, in a loud sing-song voice said, "Here comes the NEEDLE!!" Well, the kid jumped out of the chair and headed for the hills. After that, parents were not allowed in the operatory!
Lynn's Comments: When menopause hit, I couldn't believe how uncomfortable I was. The heat I produced was amazing. I would get up in the middle of the night and stand on our deck—happy to have a -30 degree temperature to cool off in. At times, I thought that heat-seeking satellites would be able to pinpoint our house when I was out there suffering!