Someday, I'm going to hear a medical professional make a statement on the news and somewhere in the deepest recesses of my mind, a tiny voice will squeak with surprise, "that didn't involve bleach, mail-order pillows, or demon-sperm."
I'll pause, feeling for a brief moment that I've just had a glimpse of a "House of M"-esque alternate reality I used to exist in, and look around the room at my family and reassure myself that no, THIS is reality, the other couldn't have ever happened.