Foreverland Page #3

I understand we're

having trouble finding

A vein again!

Like mining for gold

in a litter box.

See what we got here.

Deep breath in.

Again.

Well perhaps it's time

we re-evaluate

The idea of

a permanent port-a-cath.

I told you before, I'm not down

for that cyborg sh*t.

And as I said before,

Prevention

is the best medicine.

Just tell me how long.

This is not a positive

line of questioning.

A ballpark. Three years?

Is it... five years? I mean...

Tell me if I'm hotter or colder.

Just show me on a pie chart!

Will, you're healthy.

And you'll remain healthy

if you continue your therapy.

Hey.

We both know

what this is about.

It's not about Bobby.

It's about me finding some

mystical cure that he

Wouldn't go find

for himself.

Maybe Bobby believed

in miracles. Maybe...

He said his prayers

every night.

I don't.

I'll do this.

I'll do everything he asks.

But there's one thing

I refuse to do.

I will not hope.

When do we leave?

- Mexico?

- Yeah.

Yeah, yeah. We um,

follow the coast

Down to Baja.

Figure a four day drive.

Mexico.

Yeah! Mexico, that place,

you know. That place

Right below San Diego.

I know where Mexico is.

I...

Do you know what could

happen if you get sick

Out there in the elements?

I would soon just cut your

head off, look at you.

We're not going

to Borneo, Mom.

This is...

This is tourist country.

Okay. Have you talked

to Doctor Abisi?

Okay.

If worst comes

to absolute worst...

You can always reach out

to your Aunt in L.A.

Ok.

I'm gonna be fine.

Carl is there anything

you'd like to add?

Yeah.

Dad, you okay?

I wanted to surprise you,

for your birthday.

But I couldn't get

the darn solenoid to fire.

No.

Yeah.

You finished it huh?

So uh...

Buckle up man.

Thanks, guys.

Do it!

So...

Primrose oil

for the lungs and diaphragm.

And Saint John's Wart

should help with the anxiety.

Who said I was anxious?

Well you should be.

Clock's ticking.

Alright.

So you've really

never left the city?

Nope.

That's what happens when

you spend half your life

In a hospital.

So...

Straight down to Mexico?

No stops. No sleep?

I won't so much as blink.

Over 2,000 miles.

I'm not here to sight-see.

This is a business trip.

And what if at some point,

I find myself needing to pee.

Huh.

You think your mom

is going to hate me

For taking you on this trip?

That depends if I get back

in one piece or not.

You make yourself

sound like cheap luggage.

You don't know

the half of it.

When I was a kid,

My mother spent

so much time coddling me

I felt like a designer handbag.

Well count your blessings.

I broke my arm playing

hopscotch once.

Took them two weeks to notice

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