Thursday #98 – as I got out of bed at 7 this Thursday, my
phone went off with a text from The Head Optometrist asking me to head into the
city instead of Brookvale. I was irate
and made sure I let DTM know while he tried to sleep in having scored an 11.45
start at work. Not only would my day now
be busier, I also was letting down a patient who had rescheduled her
appointment once already when I was away and she specifically wanted to see me,
AND I had 20 minutes less to get ready and out of the house. Not cool.
I managed to shower, wash my hair, get dressed and grab some
cruskits for the walk in less than half an hour and somehow made it into the
city early. After rushing around and
then having to stand on the bus, the last few minutes were particularly
stressful as I suddenly felt super hot in my coat and wondered if I might just
faint. I survived the bus and was
relieved to step out into the cool outdoors and take my coat off.
My day was looking hectic and I was feeling super
unprepared, luckily the first patient cancelled and I had a gap in the
appointments after that so I was able to spend an hour or so getting myself
ready before my first patient actually turned up. With some “staff movement” taking place there
had been a fair bit of patient shuffling and rescheduling and I found myself
stuck with a contact lens patient who insisted on being seen that day and so
was only allocated a half hour appointment instead of the usual 45 minutes for
contacts. To make matters worse she had
a dental appointment beforehand and would most likely be running late. To top it all off she was booked in at 12.15
instead of 12.30 so when she rocked up at 12.40, my 12.45 patient had already
arrived. Luckily The Short Smoking
Receptionist was able to convince The Saturday Room Stealer to take my 12.45
patient so I was able to spend more than 5 minutes with The Inflexible Contact
Lens Patient.
For lunch I got myself a sandwich from the foodcourt and
spared a thought for The BH&G Fan who was off in Mykonos with The Scientist,
just a couple of weeks after we’d been to that very sandwich shop together on our trip
into the city for DIY magnums. I took it
back up to my room to eat and almost instantly realised that was a stupid idea
as the 3G internet is inexplicably bad in that HCF building. With facebook on my phone barely working, I had
to resort to old school minesweeper on the PC.
The afternoon went by fairly quickly with only 3 patients
after my relatively late lunch break. Having
hit up the shops in the city after work on Wednesday, when 5 o’clock rolled
around I was keen to get straight on a bus out of there. I also had dinner plans in Allambie Heights
and not a lot of time to spare given my location switch. I got home (via a quick trip to Coles so that
I would have milk in the morning) and changed before heading to pick up Quit
It. Five and a half months after my
birthday and just 2 weeks before her own, we were finally making it out for my
birthday dinner.
We headed to We Are Thai where I got myself some Pad Thai
and learnt that Quit It is now a vegetarian…and on Jenny Craig…and that Thai
was not really the best place for her to be having dinner. We made do however and she struggled at
having to pass up the deep fried icecream on offer for dessert. I was ok with it since we’d had it last time
and I found the whole thing a bit strange.
I got home after dinner to discover DTM had been eating
snacks all night and as such would not be eating dinner. Knowing I occasionally hide food from him (as
it is sometimes the only way it will last more than a day) he enquired if I had
any snacks to eat while we watched the movie he’d downloaded for me. As a matter of fact I did have snacks and headed
to the kitchen to get my hidden rice crackers.
Not hidden well enough it would seem as I soon discovered that in the 3
days since I had bought them, DTM had not only found them, he had also opened
them, relocated them and completely finished them without even offering them to me. He then spent the next 5 minutes apologising profusely before we started watching The Heat.
After a stressful start to the day and a snackless evening, I
headed to bed, content that I had managed to squeeze a fair bit into one
day.
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