Thursday #94 – kicked off this
Thursday with my usual weetbix after arriving back home by myself on
Tuesday. It felt a bit strange as this week had been the first time
all year that DTM hadn't been sleeping next to me. When I got out of
the shower I had a text asking me to head to Brookvale instead of
Chatswood and was most excited as I was not remotely keen to work in
Chatty; Brookie is my number 1. I was also a little apprehensive as
I figured this meant that The Kiwi Early Leaver was sick and I would
be by myself as the only optometrist– which has happened only a
couple of times before and is still a little scary.
My day was full of interesting and
kinda sad patients as I saw a 56 year old with dementia who was quite
confused and struggled with the eye test, a lady with an inoperable
ocular tumour making her legally blind in one eye and a 5 year old
with dry eyes. To top it off there was a mix up with the appointment
book and somehow I had patients with overlapping bookings resulting
in me running late for my last two patients. It didn't help that we
had gotten a new computer system just before I went on holidays and I was still feeling rather slow and incompetent using it. The last patient was The Thinks-He's-So-Smooth Dispenser's Father. The whole consult I was tripping out from how freakishly similar he and his son are.
After work I headed to The BH&G
Fan's house to see if I could locate my missing video camera. I had
lent it to The Weather Girl over a year ago for a wedding and had not
seen it since. When I asked her if she had it she suddenly thought
maybe she had left it at The BH&G Fan's house after using their
computer to transfer the footage to DVD. Sure enough, despite none
of the people who live there being aware of it, my video camera was
tucked away in their cupboard. I stayed for a little while chatting
to The BH&G Fan and The Dean before heading home to have some
pasta and catch up on The Mole.
The
Weather Girl called on her way home from work and ended up talking to
me for her entire drive home. After 45 minutes I was keen to get
back to The Mole and
The Weather Girl was finally home. I filled her in on the video
camera and wished her luck for her 1st
(and only I imagine) marathon on Sunday. After that phone call and
the stories of her recurring calf injury it was looking more and more
like she would need that luck come Sunday.
After some messages
from DTM in Singapore – largely involving his consumption of curry
shaker fries at McDonalds and memes about the State of Origin
streaker, I headed to bed. Obviously a step down from last Thursday
but at least work kept me busy and was nice catching up with THE BH&G
Fan and The Weather Girl.
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