spent an eternity reading Entertainment Weekly in a room that was quiet, although there were several people there. until some hellions came in and started POUNDING on things. not to mention the waiting area has a whopping ONE toy to five THOUSAND children, resulting in plenty of arguments and screaming. eeeew, my poor ear. they should outfit the staff at places like that with tranquilizer dart guns, i'm telling ya. i was flipping the pages, when LO! i came across a GIGANTOS article on Manos: Hands of Fate. i must watch this again, it's been so long. it was fantastic reading the basis behind it and stories from each of the actors (except, of course, Torgo, R.I.P.) combined with lots of other things that i actually READ (I almost never actually READ magazines. generally, they collect dust until they're ripped apart to use with windex on mirrors.) maybe i'll actually subscribe and whatnot.
finally got called in, where i sat with who could very possibly be THEE oldest RN in existence. i thought III had problems staying on topic, hoo wee! *makes the crazy sign next to her ear* very nice lady, though. first thing she said to me was "aubrey. am i pronouncing that correctly? this way. remarkable name. how are you feeling? i have a nurse's luncheon today. do you work? what nationality are you?" because i actually had to fill out part of the questionaire with my heritage, i said "um...Irish and German." "really? the name is from both?" for some reason, she was quite confused as to how my first name could be both irish AND german, and was beyond awed that it was old french. (means "Leader of the Elves", in case I haven't told you 50000000 times.)
fast forward to a female doctor that would ask questions and then "hrm! Hrm!" after EVERYTHING i said, nodding her head to the point where i felt i could say "and then i sprouted monkeys out of my ear, which is why i think it's stuffy." and she wouldn't react otherwise. without asking, i also learned a LOT about a rash she has had for over a year. fascinating stuff, i tell ya.
she said that my eardrum was... inverted? curved in instead of out. apparantly, my sinuses hate me so much that they're playing tug o war with it, causing the lack of hearing and pain. she gave me a GIGANTIC bottle of anti... crap. brain fart. antipersperant? no. antidepressants? not this time. antioxidents? meh. ANTIBIOTICS. duh. those things that eat infection cooties. i also got a nice note saying that it was okay to be out of work the last two days, but alas, i must return tomorrow (i was SO hoping she would say 'saturday!' *sigh*)
coming home, i swung by the mall, as i've been playing final fantasy 8. those two facts are related, you see, because i discovered last night when i got to disc 2 that there is a GINORMOUS gouge in it, rendering it inoperable. so, to celebrate my newfound wealth, i bought a used copy (the rest, other than my bus fare, i had donated to the clinic.) i ALMOST spent the last of my paycheck on Summoner and Dark Cloud, so i could get a 4th game free, but logic hit faster than i could slap my money down on the counter. plus, there wasn't a 4th game there that i really wanted, anyway.
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