Fans of Houston Yelpers

I’m just writing to say thanks for reading my reviews, & especially my beloved medical reviews, & especially, especially my many reviews of Texas Children’s Hospital.
Thanks for reading with compassion my reviews of my obstetric care even if you’re a guy, & even if you don’t have any children of your own. Thanks for reading my reviews of my daughters’ cardiac care, even if you yourself have medical problems at least as serious. Thanks for reading these, even if you yourself are a healthcare provider or work in a related field, & even if you want a child, but cannot have one.
I know how lucky I am to have my 3 beautiful little ones, and how lucky I am to have your support. Thanks for helping me to work through this, so I can be less distracted by sadness, and be a better & more focused mother. Thanks for empowering me to try, in my own very small ways, to improve quality of care. I want better for our children – I want the absolute best for them.
I think of each of you, a lot. I worry about you. (It’s part of being a mother of multiples.) Take care of yourself, okay? Read your own medical notes & your children’s. Question the quality of your healthcare. And never be afraid to get a second opinion, or change doctors, entirely, if you believe there may be a problem with your care or your child’s, or it isn’t right for you or yours, or if a doctor doesn’t take your concerns seriously; or doesn’t answer your questions to your satisfaction; or seems in any way careless or uncaring. You’re worth it. As my rating implies, you’re absolutely the best.

Remember back in middle school when Valentine’s day would roll around the corner and you could purchase flowers/​candy sent to people during class?
Then Valentine’s day rolls around and you get your basic amount from your friends, then you get those couple from «Your Secret Admirer»…
And you would never know if this was a cruel joke or someone who actually «had the hots» for ya.
These secret admirers… who were they? That hot blonde in math class? The cute brunette in gym class? Or that socially awkward but oh so adorable with her square framed black glasses in social studies?
I guess I’ll never know… like my fans.
Whoever you are, thank you for becoming a fan and reading my ramblings.
Remember, a compliment is only a click away.

Who are you delightful people? (And, why are you reading this?)
I say this with much Unilocal love because one day there were just a pair of you then all of sudden you’ve rounded up a potent posse of double digits. At what point do you become a mob and turn on me?
With stealth, these Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon ninjas lurk in the shadows watching me. Taunting me to perform. Dance. Faster. Pithier. Sassier. More!
Shades of the «Rocking Horse Winner» (by DH Lawrence), if you ask me. :D But, I’ll strive to be sassier. Yes, sassy with style and substance is the way to go.
But, let’s circle back to this «local flavor» entry — I am flattered that you fanned me. Seriously. And, by extension, I love you. In that secret Unilocal love that dares not speak its name.
Finally, here’s an open invite to other Houston Unilocalers who have fans or those in other cities who are fans of Houston Unilocalers (FoHYs, for short):
Feel free to add your own review. Make it cheeky. Tease us with hints. Drive us insane with desire to know. Or, lurk in the background. In essence, be you. But, no names. Shhh! No names. Let’s relish in the mutual delight of anonymity.