I've got a bump. I'm bloated. I feel like our little secret is in plain sight for the world to see. Rumors around work is that I've got a bun in the oven or it's cancer. I know that shouldn't make me laugh, but I guess folks fear the worst when I start turning down drinks. Jenna doesn't want a glass of wine?? She must be dying...
UPDATE: Joan recreated this comic on the whiteboard for all of our coworkers at a lab meeting the other day. It was a pretty cute way to let everyone know that I'm not dying!
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