He may have a degree in pure Evil, but I have a not-so-secret-obsession with Dr. Google. When we were dodging the bullets of infertility, he may have been my best friend. He didn't seem to mind the odd question (or ten) at 2 AM. He didn't care if I searched the same thing repeatedly. He never tired of my fascination with anything baby-makin'.
I have leaned on the Good Doc in many times of health crisis. Newborn jaundice? The doctor was in. Toddler with enlarged adenoids? Dr. Google on duty.
Granted, my dalliances with Dr. G rarely ended well. For every good ending I found, a dozen of doomsday scenarios were just lurking around the corner. Really, I should just step away from the computer, but I can hear Google MD calling my name.
Someone with a good sense of humor sent me this link. I had to laugh when I clicked on it! At least I know I am not alone in my obsession!