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April 14, 2005
ahem. please pay attention.
i had my six-week follow up to see how my spine is healing up from my poor annie oakley impersonation on a polo pony in palm springs a few weeks back.
my first appointment with dr. fish went well, but i found him awfully arrogant, cocky and frankly not a very good listener. which sometimes happens with specialists, particularly young ones with a gaggle of residents following him around one of the best orthopedic facilities in the country. but i like my physicians to pay attention.
i made a few subversive attempts to see if i could get him to focus at my last appointment, which went entirely unheeded.
this morning however, after my examination by his resident and complaining of the increasing pain in my back and reluctance to take the pain meds, he asked if i was more active than usual. i shrugged that i didn't think so--but didn't want to take more meds because they made me tired and slow-witted--albeit more agreeable. (i didn't mention that this has been a welcome change for everyone else except me)
so as he was prescribing yet more meds, apparently not listening again, he recommended that i take it easy and avoid any excessive activity.
i paused, raised an eyebrow with a wicked grin and asked, "well, dr. fish, can you please define excessive?"
he stopped. looked up. stuttered something about my erm, being young, and...well...that could be...
i think i embarassed him. but maybe now he'll start paying closer attention.
Posted by heidijanet at 11:00 AM | Comments (0)
April 12, 2005
i'm feeling...
the folks at work thought it might be a fun little idea to distribute Mood Swings books to everyone in our department as a fun way for us to express ourselves to our co-workers.
i personally suspect it's a subversive attempt to gauge the morale in the department and i keep secretly expecting to see spectacled, scientific-type strangers with clipboards wandering the halls jotting notes and raising eyebrows.
however this little "gift" has had an unexpected and unsettling effect on the folks here. instead of individuals choosing their own mood page, rogue employees are sneaking around the cubes and offices flipping around other people's moods.
which has created a rapidly rumbling protest of, "hey! don't tell me how i'm feeling!"
my dear friend (and co-worker) lew sketched me a custom "Mood" affectionately labeled "in Pain". it took a bit of restraint not to add, "please pass the vicodin".
no one has had the balls to change it on me. so far.
Posted by heidijanet at 06:32 PM | Comments (0)
April 07, 2005
stop that snacking.
there's no mini bar in my hotel room. tiny tub, no robe, 2 double beds...i guess i can live with.
but no minibar? i really am beside myself in here.
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April 06, 2005
no. i'm not from here.
so i've found myself in washington d.c. for a meeting. i've been to dc before, but that was (ahem) 14 years ago when i was 19 years old (yes, please. do the math) with a boyfriend (yes, i have been known to have one. but not often). i must say i cannot believe it has been that long.
at any rate, i flew in for a meeting and thought that i might be able to carve a couple of hours out to wander down and photograph the cherry blossoms before heading back for a series of symposia on pre-, post-meospausal and secondary osteoporosis. after no less than 4 attempts to head down to the metro--before my cell phone beckoned me back to a fire to be put out with my computer or pushy demeanor--i made it halfway down the block with my favorite pink/purple jacket tucked half into my bag.
i stopped into cvs to grab a 9-volt battery (every girl should keep them handy), then within 10 paces realized i had dropped my jacket. i turned to look on the ground and nothing. i quickly walked back into cvs and asked the 3 folks behind the counter if anyone turned in the jacket.
blank look.
i repeated myself.
blank look.
finally in desperation waving my hands and head around, they shook their heads. no.
very efficient street sweepers here in dc and frankly...kind of rude folks.
but then again, it's been awhile since i've been in dc. and with my (newly) unruly blonde hair and new black pinstriped, pink garnished suit i don't exactly fit in with the sleekly groomed and oh so very brusque buttoned-up crowd.
but still...a simple yes or no would suffice.
*grumble*
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April 01, 2005
tip #87
i met my girlfriend lynn out for an apres work cocktail at a new local haunt, the other room on abbot kinney. we spent the better part of the evening huddled in the corner digging through some desperately needed girl-talk. we even had a pizza delivered (they don't serve food there and are very accommodating to the locals).
i had joked around with her earlier about how it's impossible for me to get a date in this town, but quickly admitted that this is more often than not a direct result of how difficult i make it for those who decide to approach me.
i soon had the opportunity to demonstrate this as a guy approached and asked me for my number.
after a small pause, i looked up and asked, "well, what is your name?"
"oh right," he grinned, "my name is steve."
we shook hands and i asked him where he was from. some small chitchat ensued, including a lame joke i didn't get. he became more nervous, shifting from foot to foot, "so, can i get your number?"
he pulled out his blackberry in anticipation.
appparently i leaned in for attack (as lynn informed me later).
"would you like to know my name?" i asked, smirking eyebrow raised.
"oh...um...er. yes. what is your name?"
advice to the brave, if you would like to a girl's number, have the foresight to at least ask for her name first.
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