Thursday, December 4, 2008
Snap, Crackle, Pop, and Caramel
My mom forwarded me an email about a month ago with links to at least a dozen Christmas candy recipes. This one caught my eye: Caramel Krispie Treats. Nate and I highly recommend them, as did Kate Schmate.
The doctor for eyeballs
After expressing some concern about the health of my eyeballs with my primary care physician (PCP) a few weeks ago, I went to see an ophthalmologist this morning. My grandmother had glaucoma and my dad had cataracts which required surgery. Lately, I've been more aware of the floating blobs in my field of vision and an occasional flash of light that I see from the corner of my left eye whenever I blink. I was a little paranoid when I started noticing the flash of light.
A few weeks back when I actually made the appointment, it became clear to me that my PCP had referred me to a glaucoma specialist where I would receive a full glaucoma screening. I didn't exactly want a glaucoma screening necessarily, but just a full comprehensive eye exam. I was sure that I would be the only person in the doc's office under the age of 60. And I was.
Nonetheless my visit was productive. I received a full visual fields test, yellow eyedrops for testing my eye pressure, had my eyes dilated, and got some baseline photos of my optic nerve in both eyes to take home for my heath files so that "later in life, when I actually have to worry about the disease, I will have something to compare my condition to." Clearly, I'm too young to be worrying about such things, and the verdict was that my eyes are healthy, even though I am as blind as a bat.
One downside to my visit was having to sit alone in a cold exam room without my contacts in while my eyes were dilating, with nothing to do or read (not that having anything to read would have made any difference since I couldn't see anything). Too bad I never even got a clear picture of the opthalmologist's face since my contacts were out during his entire exam. He even whipped out a model eyeballl and starting pointing at it while explaining the inner workings of the eye and I amusedly pointed out that really, I couldn't see what he was doing. The only other disappointment was the woman who took my optic nerve photos. I had to keep my eyes wide open and stare at a glaring light while at the same time staring at a blinking red light with my other eye. After each photo that she took, she would exclaim "Good girl!", at which point I felt like a blind puppy dog.
Once I finally put my contacts back in, my vision was still a little blurred from the dilation but I managed to make it downstairs, on the college shuttle, and back to my office for a very busy and productive day.
A few weeks back when I actually made the appointment, it became clear to me that my PCP had referred me to a glaucoma specialist where I would receive a full glaucoma screening. I didn't exactly want a glaucoma screening necessarily, but just a full comprehensive eye exam. I was sure that I would be the only person in the doc's office under the age of 60. And I was.
Nonetheless my visit was productive. I received a full visual fields test, yellow eyedrops for testing my eye pressure, had my eyes dilated, and got some baseline photos of my optic nerve in both eyes to take home for my heath files so that "later in life, when I actually have to worry about the disease, I will have something to compare my condition to." Clearly, I'm too young to be worrying about such things, and the verdict was that my eyes are healthy, even though I am as blind as a bat.
One downside to my visit was having to sit alone in a cold exam room without my contacts in while my eyes were dilating, with nothing to do or read (not that having anything to read would have made any difference since I couldn't see anything). Too bad I never even got a clear picture of the opthalmologist's face since my contacts were out during his entire exam. He even whipped out a model eyeballl and starting pointing at it while explaining the inner workings of the eye and I amusedly pointed out that really, I couldn't see what he was doing. The only other disappointment was the woman who took my optic nerve photos. I had to keep my eyes wide open and stare at a glaring light while at the same time staring at a blinking red light with my other eye. After each photo that she took, she would exclaim "Good girl!", at which point I felt like a blind puppy dog.
Once I finally put my contacts back in, my vision was still a little blurred from the dilation but I managed to make it downstairs, on the college shuttle, and back to my office for a very busy and productive day.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Things that make you go "hm?" #5
Um, people who don't wash their hands after using the restroom...
Perhaps I've identified another potential source of my nasty stomach bug I had last week???
Perhaps I've identified another potential source of my nasty stomach bug I had last week???
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
I think I'm back
Ok, it was brought to my attention last night that I have neglected my "public again" blog as well as everyone else's blog which I never read anymore. This is what the real world has done to me. I have my daily work routine and it feels like there is no time (or truthfully, just no desire) to surf the web, read blogs, or write on my own.
I resolve to be a better blooger. And blog reader. There.
So I guess the first step is to bring you bloog readers (hmmm is that 1? 2? 3 of you?) up to speed with what's been happening in my life, and we can then move forward with "regular blooging."
Shortly after Hurricane Ike blew through, I started my new job which has been quite fabulous. Of course, it has not been easy as there is constantly something that I don't know or don't understand that I have to read up on or ask someone about. In other words, even if I don't have something to do, there's always something to learn. The learning curve, in fact, is a bit overwhelming right now but I expect that things will taper off a bit and most things will come easily as time passes. I'd describe my job to you in more detail, but we'll leave that for a later poost.
In the past 28 days I have traveled to three other time zones:
-Mountain Standard Time: I was in Denver, CO at the end of October attending a Children's Oncology Group Meeting
-Eastern Time: My precious grandmother passed away at the age of 99 and we traveled to New Jersey for her services. She lived a long and full life and is now resting peacefully with the Lord.
-Pacific Time: I just returned from Arcadia, CA for some meetings and training.
In general, I don't enjoy traveling, especially if my other half is not with me. But it certainly is nice having all-expense paid trips where I stay in fancy hotels, select choice items off the menu at restaurants (instead of picking the most economical item), and having an excuse to visit my friends while I'm in their hometowns. Most notably I was able to reconnect with a childhood friend in California who I had not seen in 17 years.
In more current news, I believe I have fully recovered from the nastiest stomach bug I have ever had in my entire life. I am a generally healthy person and so spending an entire night sitting on the pot while at the same time hunched over a trash bag ridding my body of every last ounce of food was miserably traumatizing. But on the bright side, at least I got to take a day off work, be lazy and watch lots of movies.
That's about it. Keep your eyes peeled like oranges for more poosts. I won't promise that I won't let you down.
I resolve to be a better blooger. And blog reader. There.
So I guess the first step is to bring you bloog readers (hmmm is that 1? 2? 3 of you?) up to speed with what's been happening in my life, and we can then move forward with "regular blooging."
Shortly after Hurricane Ike blew through, I started my new job which has been quite fabulous. Of course, it has not been easy as there is constantly something that I don't know or don't understand that I have to read up on or ask someone about. In other words, even if I don't have something to do, there's always something to learn. The learning curve, in fact, is a bit overwhelming right now but I expect that things will taper off a bit and most things will come easily as time passes. I'd describe my job to you in more detail, but we'll leave that for a later poost.
In the past 28 days I have traveled to three other time zones:
-Mountain Standard Time: I was in Denver, CO at the end of October attending a Children's Oncology Group Meeting
-Eastern Time: My precious grandmother passed away at the age of 99 and we traveled to New Jersey for her services. She lived a long and full life and is now resting peacefully with the Lord.
-Pacific Time: I just returned from Arcadia, CA for some meetings and training.
In general, I don't enjoy traveling, especially if my other half is not with me. But it certainly is nice having all-expense paid trips where I stay in fancy hotels, select choice items off the menu at restaurants (instead of picking the most economical item), and having an excuse to visit my friends while I'm in their hometowns. Most notably I was able to reconnect with a childhood friend in California who I had not seen in 17 years.
In more current news, I believe I have fully recovered from the nastiest stomach bug I have ever had in my entire life. I am a generally healthy person and so spending an entire night sitting on the pot while at the same time hunched over a trash bag ridding my body of every last ounce of food was miserably traumatizing. But on the bright side, at least I got to take a day off work, be lazy and watch lots of movies.
That's about it. Keep your eyes peeled like oranges for more poosts. I won't promise that I won't let you down.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Catching Up...
Since my last poost, we have
1. Journeyed to Maine and back
1. Journeyed to Maine and back
- beautiful scenery
- adventurous hiking
- delicious seafood
- wild blueberries
- Martha Stewart sighting
- the most horrendous winds I have ever seen/heard
- power outages
- flooding
- trees down everywhere
- "PODs" = "Points of Distribution" becoming a key word
- new meaning to waiting in a "long line" for gas (Nate waited in line for almost 2 hours one morning)
- grocery stores with empty produce sections, scarcity of bread, milk, and other frozen or refrigerated items (I was really craving bananas and milk for several days and could find it no where)
p.s.
I'm going public again.
And I'm going to start referring to Nate as "Nate" instead of "The Husband," and Cheyenne as "Cheyenne," instead of "The Cat."
And I'm going to start referring to Nate as "Nate" instead of "The Husband," and Cheyenne as "Cheyenne," instead of "The Cat."
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
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