Week 95 - Working Hard & Chilling Out

Thursday #96 – much like last week, I was off to the city for work again this Thursday.  I scoffed down some weetbix and headed for the bus, running a little late and yet somehow ending up in the city about 10 minutes before I had intended.

Unlike last week, I was 94% booked this Thursday and not at all impressed by that.  The good thing about being busy however, is that it does make the day go quicker.  I had a couple of amusing patients in the morning and one particular lady who had me laughing quite a bit.  As well as the laughs she complimented me on my posture and eyelashes – two things I never get compliments on so I was feeling pretty good about things.  In fairness, I have had one comment on my posture before and it was from The Other Phys in 2008 who told me I looked like a ballerina I was holding myself so well – in reality I was in such excruciating pain from my displaced rib that I couldn’t move my neck and the posture was just a side effect of this.  As for the eyelashes, I didn’t have the heart to tell her I got extensions 7.5 weeks ago and they were still about 50% fake.

For lunch I headed to a sandwich shop and got myself a very tasty schnitty and salad sandwich before heading back for more patients.  When the clock struck 5 I headed to the shops, determined to make the most of Thursday night shopping and being placed in the city.  After 20 minutes, 1 shop, and 2 pairs of poor-fitting jeans I was already over that idea and ready to head home.  I checked in to see where DTM was at as he’d been training in the city and I thought we could be bus buddies.  He was heading out for some after work drinks so I made my way to the bus stop solo.

When I got home I phoned the local Thai restaurant, placed my order, spelt out my name for the guy on the phone and hopped in the shower quickly while they cooked my pad see ew.  Hair washed, I headed to the shops to pick up my Thai and awkwardly agreed to a name that wasn’t really anything like the one I had spelt out on the phone.  I crossed my fingers there wasn’t some poor lady whose dinner I had just stolen.  I made the most of having the TV to myself and caught up on The Mole and The Time Of Our Lives which DTM refuses to watch.

Another fairly average Thursday as shopping for jeans is something I often find depressing but it’s always nice to chill out with some take away and good TV.