the eyes have it
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brightbluegirlPhew, what a day.
Work was busy - but in the ways I like it. I'm trying to ignore the nagging fear that I didn't negotiate as much as I could have, but I sign my offer letter on Monday morning before work. I've already agreed to it, so I'm stuck.
Then I ran off to the eye doctor. I ended up walking AROUND the mall, in the rain, to get to the right street his office was on, but I got there early, so I didn't mind.
He was quite nice, and intelligent, and had a sense of humour. The good kind of humour, you know, cynical and smart.
Anyway, basically, he gave me an anesthetic eye drop, then swabbed the lid with alcohol, then stuck me full of a needle of freezy stuff, then cut off the cyst, then cauterized the wound (which TOTALLY freaked me out - see how YOU feel with a burning hot orange thing coming towards your eye, with this pzzt pzzzt sound, and then smelling yourself burning. oh yeah), put some cream on it, and we were done. I was in and out of his office in 30 minutes.
Funny thing happened. Well, probably bad funny. But I decided not to get worried about it. The doctor showed me the cyst once he cut it out (it looked a lot smaller on the kleenex) then accidentally threw it into the garbage. He fished it out of the garbage (still on the kleenex) and gave me THE guiltiest, funny bad boy look I have seen from a non-Andrew person in a long time. It was hilarious, so I had to play it up, you know "Oh yeah, it's going to the "HOSPITAL", suuurrrre" (They're going to do a biopsy to make sure it's ok)
It was a good time.
Of course, then my eye was all frozen and wonky, and reading on the bus home hurt my head, but I tried anyway. Someone dropped a half full booklet of tickets, and was gone when I went to find him, so I got to keep them. Coolio.
Then I had to walk 30 minutes in the rain to get home. I ended up pretty tired after all that. I didn't think I was all that stressed about it, but I guess the adrenalin kicked in when the needle appeared, and that probably did it. I had a nap, though, and I've been taking it easy tonight.
My eye hurts a teeny bit, but the best part is I've got an extremely bright bruise on my lid. It's really obvious. I'm going to go into work tomorrow looking like I walked into Andrew's fist. It's AWESOME.
I am SO GOD DAMNED HUNGRY TODAY, though.
Work was busy - but in the ways I like it. I'm trying to ignore the nagging fear that I didn't negotiate as much as I could have, but I sign my offer letter on Monday morning before work. I've already agreed to it, so I'm stuck.
Then I ran off to the eye doctor. I ended up walking AROUND the mall, in the rain, to get to the right street his office was on, but I got there early, so I didn't mind.
He was quite nice, and intelligent, and had a sense of humour. The good kind of humour, you know, cynical and smart.
Anyway, basically, he gave me an anesthetic eye drop, then swabbed the lid with alcohol, then stuck me full of a needle of freezy stuff, then cut off the cyst, then cauterized the wound (which TOTALLY freaked me out - see how YOU feel with a burning hot orange thing coming towards your eye, with this pzzt pzzzt sound, and then smelling yourself burning. oh yeah), put some cream on it, and we were done. I was in and out of his office in 30 minutes.
Funny thing happened. Well, probably bad funny. But I decided not to get worried about it. The doctor showed me the cyst once he cut it out (it looked a lot smaller on the kleenex) then accidentally threw it into the garbage. He fished it out of the garbage (still on the kleenex) and gave me THE guiltiest, funny bad boy look I have seen from a non-Andrew person in a long time. It was hilarious, so I had to play it up, you know "Oh yeah, it's going to the "HOSPITAL", suuurrrre" (They're going to do a biopsy to make sure it's ok)
It was a good time.
Of course, then my eye was all frozen and wonky, and reading on the bus home hurt my head, but I tried anyway. Someone dropped a half full booklet of tickets, and was gone when I went to find him, so I got to keep them. Coolio.
Then I had to walk 30 minutes in the rain to get home. I ended up pretty tired after all that. I didn't think I was all that stressed about it, but I guess the adrenalin kicked in when the needle appeared, and that probably did it. I had a nap, though, and I've been taking it easy tonight.
My eye hurts a teeny bit, but the best part is I've got an extremely bright bruise on my lid. It's really obvious. I'm going to go into work tomorrow looking like I walked into Andrew's fist. It's AWESOME.
I am SO GOD DAMNED HUNGRY TODAY, though.
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