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Feb. 18th, 2011 06:22 pmMy very long day is half over.
I've done all the medical stuff. My last set of tests (in my dreams, anyhow) will be completed tomorrow morning: I am all equipped to report in at ten sharp (I have a bag full of essential equipment, and asmall page of instructions on what to do with it - all of the instructions are very polite) and the nurse is expecting me and has sharpened many needles.
I had a two hour wait for the doctor, and it took another two hours to get everything else done. I have medicine (including antibiotics - it seems I have a secondary infection and am consistently good at underestimating how sick I am) and I have even managed to find cheap green vegetables (I used my two hour wait wisely and went shopping round the corner, with permission from the reception desk - Chinese grocers has cheap green vegies, for the record, and was upset I hadn't been in for ages as he had no-one to whom he could tell his idea for a Dr Who story).
I have the suspicion that some of you have already worked out where this is going. I have a secondary infection and did a lot of walking today: I might not be halfway through my day's work. I might be prioritising said work after I've rested a bit. That's the bad news.
The really good news is that if I can teach and consult and spend a day in rural NSW and teach and teach and teach again, and if I can manage other work on top of this and if I can do it all with a chest infection, then my underlying condition is improving. This means I'm not nearly as scared of the tests tomorrow as I was.
Tomorrow I return to normal sentences (without all the brackets). (I was having fun today, is all.)
I've done all the medical stuff. My last set of tests (in my dreams, anyhow) will be completed tomorrow morning: I am all equipped to report in at ten sharp (I have a bag full of essential equipment, and asmall page of instructions on what to do with it - all of the instructions are very polite) and the nurse is expecting me and has sharpened many needles.
I had a two hour wait for the doctor, and it took another two hours to get everything else done. I have medicine (including antibiotics - it seems I have a secondary infection and am consistently good at underestimating how sick I am) and I have even managed to find cheap green vegetables (I used my two hour wait wisely and went shopping round the corner, with permission from the reception desk - Chinese grocers has cheap green vegies, for the record, and was upset I hadn't been in for ages as he had no-one to whom he could tell his idea for a Dr Who story).
I have the suspicion that some of you have already worked out where this is going. I have a secondary infection and did a lot of walking today: I might not be halfway through my day's work. I might be prioritising said work after I've rested a bit. That's the bad news.
The really good news is that if I can teach and consult and spend a day in rural NSW and teach and teach and teach again, and if I can manage other work on top of this and if I can do it all with a chest infection, then my underlying condition is improving. This means I'm not nearly as scared of the tests tomorrow as I was.
Tomorrow I return to normal sentences (without all the brackets). (I was having fun today, is all.)