Selma Blair’s doctor cracked the code for her multiple sclerosis pain: a prescription for a good ol’ boyfriend! Yes, you heard that right! Apparently, love is the ultimate panacea for unbearable pain and distress. Move over, painkillers; Cupid’s arrow is here to save the day!
In a recent fairy-tale-like interview with Meet the Press host Kristen Welker, the actress spilled the beans on her journey through the perplexing world of medical wisdom. It turns out that even in her early days, when fevers and headaches played tag with her, doctors dismissed her as nothing more than a theatrical prodigy. Cue eye roll and dramatic sighs.
Kristen, the fearless interviewer, couldn’t resist probing deeper into this bizarre saga. “Doctors throwing relationship advice? Really?” she quizzed with a twinkle in her eye.
Selma, still recovering from the shock of the diagnosis, shared her disbelief. “I just cried. I mean, seriously? What’s next? A prescription for heartbreak? Do I need a dose of romance to fix my MS? I was baffled.”
Picture this: A young Selma, surrounded by potions of skepticism and self-doubt, trying to process the magical words of healing through companionship. “Maybe you need a boyfriend,” the doctor declared, as if he held the key to a secret garden of pain relief. But Selma wasn’t having it. “I had no capability to process. What am I supposed to do with this information? Make a Tinder account for my medical needs?”
As the actress from Cruel Intentions reminisced about her journey, she couldn’t help but notice a peculiar game of medical favoritism. “There’d be a boy in my grade with a chronic headache, and poof! He’s in surgery with an MRI faster than you can say ‘snogging.’ Meanwhile, my headaches and fevers were dismissed as mere theatrics. Apparently, I missed the memo that said boys get MRIs, and girls get drama rehearsals.”
In the grand spectacle of Selma’s life, gender bias took center stage, and the audience was left wondering if this was a poorly scripted comedy or a tragic medical drama. Either way, one thing is for sure: love may make the world go ’round, but it won’t cure MS. Sorry, Doc, the prescription for happiness doesn’t come with a side of chronic illness relief. Better luck next time with your magical medical matchmaking!
