Once again, I’m resigned to a week-long regimen of eye drops.
It seems to be an occupational hazard, as a life-long contact lens wearer. Either I over-wore them…or…something made it’s way into my eye…or…I gave myself a minor scratch…
No matter the reason, I’m on eye drops for the week, which results in two immediate consequences:
(1) VISITING THE CLINIC
I’d never get in to see my own physician right away, or right after school…so off to the clinic I go. Where I wait…an hour…sometimes 90 minutes...staring at the walls…because I brought nothing to read for the limbo exile of doing waiting room time.
So I watch the people mill about…a cast of hundreds, visiting the clinic…though I notice that more and more of them are visiting the lab next door. Has there been some great demand for blood & urine tests recently, of which I’m unaware? I don’t recall the lab ever being so busy, in all the years I’ve been visiting the clinic. If anything, it’s always seemed empty. I once envisioned a giant sad face at the entrance, with a placard underneath, asking the world to “please visit soon”. Perhaps a free package of syringes for every visit…?
These days, they’re pouring out — hugga-mugga — through the entrance, and into the main clinic waiting area…making for one rowdy, irritated bunch of sick people, jostling for space. You even have to take a number, as if you’re waiting for meat from the deli counter at the Saturday farmer’s market!
At the very least, it makes for some mildly interesting distraction from the endless, bran-sucking wait to see the on-call physician…
(2) WEARING MY GLASSES
I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE wearing my glasses to work.
Did I mention I hate wearing my glasses? I see that I have…
I hate being robbed of my peripheral vision. I hate the way I look in them. I hate how thick they are (I’m blind as a bat, if you must know…), and I hate how the world seems to get a little more out-of-focus as the day progresses.
Above all, I hate how it accentuates my geekiness…my VERY LARGE geekiness. I’m not only a four-eyes…I’m four GIANT, UNSTOPPABLE EYES!
- (Cue Godzilla theme)
Ok…when I phrase it like that, I seem to successfully maintain my intimidating nature, but GOOD LORD, should it take so much work?
Ugh! I have to bear up until Friday. In the mean time, I’m off to sulk until a December entry. If Achilles and Alexander the Great could transform it into an art form…so can I.
