So I haven't written in a bit... and I thought I would get back to it. Life has been a bit chaotic. I moved from the coast to the city which has been a good and bad change. I miss the beach, but I am really close to work. I have to say, sleeping in in the morning has been rather nice!
At work, we are expanding. We bought the otherside of our building, added 4 more lanes, 3 pretest rooms, a contact lens room, and expanded our gallery. The place is really amazing. It looks kind of fancy. We have been working at the same pace, well actually added a doc per day, during all the construction. Its a bit insane. I have been running between room to room and ducking dry wall. The patients have been cool with it too. Althought, Ive had some real interesting ones. I had a follow up of a woman with Type II DM (non-insulin) that I had referred out for an Avastin injection due to CSME. She came back, almost completely resolved and back to 20/20-1. I was happy and she was apparently happy. She went on for about 5 minutes about how great she thought I was. I was her favourite doctor, I was so nice, I was so pretty. But I was a little fat. No joke - this woman called me Gorda three times. I sometimes think my spanish speaking patients dont think I know what they are saying. But that rang loud and clear. I am not gonna lie - I was shocked. I mean, I am a little fat. I have been dealing with weight issues my whole life, but Im no where near obese. But thats not the point - who would ever go to her doctor and say hey your great but you should get to a gym. I was offended, but I still made a follow up for her.
After that patient, I ran home packed up my car and headed to the AAO conference. This is a big conference for optometrists that centered around academics. I think this is the most prestigious of all our gatherings, because its based on education, posters, publications.Most people go to learn or better themselves. This year I was really happy to go to see all my friends, but petrified, because I was dumb enough to apply to become a fellow of the academy. It isnt all too arduous, but I had to submit posters an papers and at the conference sit for an oral board exam.
You may recall my many posts about my cactus. It died pre-move and is no longer with me, but that is not my point. A while back, I was at work looking around the docs room and noticing everyone had pictures of their children on their desk. I had nothing but that cactus, and even I thought it would be a little pathetic to put a picture of it on my wall. So I stooped even lower, and cut a picture out of one of our optometry magazines of the only hot guy that presents/publishes a lot. I have joked for about a year about this fake boyfriend. He is very good looking, smart, and well known in the optometry community. I wouldnt mind actually having some of his babies.... ANYWAY, I spent the day on Friday studying for my exam. I was so nervous. I go to the exam area. I wait for my name to be called. I walk down an endless hallway to my exam room. I am sitting in a chair opposite three chairs with two docs sitting down. We are just waiting for the third, one doc says. The door opens and who walks through the door? My fake boyfriend. I just about died. I was so nervous to begin with and now Im thinking he knows Ive had his pic on my desk for a year pretending to not be a complete loser. Worst of all? He is even more handsome in person. AND NICE! Damnit. The exam went horribly in my mind, but I passed and now can add letters at the end of my name. I am excited, it was a lot of work put into it. But I kind of wish I couldnt changed my last name to his altogether HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I am such a girl.
Back to work on Monday, back to the chaos... and now that we moved into a bigger office, Ive got to find a new fake boyfriend to put on my desk... who knows, maybe Ill find a real one... but I gotta hit a gym first, since this gorda thing isnt gonna help the process hehe
