of those headbanging days
It began as One of Those Days.
I had an appointment with an eye specialist in Parramatta at 9.45am, which I left for at the precise time of 8.45am, but due to some incompetent driving by some, heavy traffic (who would have thunk! Daym Parra, always so busy), getting lost slightly due to yours truly, and having some difficulty in finding a parking spot I arrived somewhat out-of-breath at the clinic at 9.55am. Oopsy.
Relieved that I was finally there, I quietly waited in line at reception, nearing my turn, when I realised as I was rooting through my handbag that my wallet was not there. It’s funny when something isn’t where it’s suppose to be and you go through the whole “Noooo, that’s not right! It can’t be!! *scrabble around trying to find it*” and the denial persists after a couple more futile and repeated searches. Anywho, I concluded that it had slid out of the bag and onto the floor of the car, which was worse… what if someone tried to break in and steal my empty wallet?! >_< gah. After I had registered for my appointment, I popped back out to grab my wallet.
I had gone through the usual eye pressure and peering-at-nerves tests (where one of the fun things they do to you is make your eyes feel funny and vision a cheerful yellow for a while) and then the doctor dilated my pupils for other tests. She said my vision would blurry and it would water, but I didn't notice any changes to my vision and so shrugged it off.
Dr. Koh gave me the all clear, but wanted me to do a field test (testing my peripheral vision) since it's been a while and so sent me back out to the waiting room. I was happy to do so as I got to continue reading my book… and then I found I couldn’t really focus on the words. Puzzled, I held out the book, which made everything fall back into place, but then I would forget and bring it back in, which of course meant I couldn’t read any more. It was a bit exasperating =P
Because I had missed my original appointment, they had to squeeze me in somewhere, plus the extra test I didn’t account for, meant 2 hrs on the meter wasn’t going to cut it.
I told the receptionist that I was going to put more money into meter and popped outside again.
Wah! >_< It was so abominably bright outside that it hurt and I had to squint... so much so, they were almost closed and I couldn't look anywhere but the ground.
I was doing so well until that omg-did-I-lock-the-car paranoia seeped in.
(... and of course, it was one of those times that it was!)
As I was walking back, I had a niggling feeling that I was being called to do the field test and so started to walk faster, head down, eyes all squinty, thinking in disbelief how bright it was and that I was so dumb as to not have realised the affects of dilated pupils would be on oneself.
…And then I walked into a pole… my head’s still a bit sore from that =P
hehe)
