racing heart

2002.07.23 21.13

Okay, so here's how it went down. After the 6th doctor's office told me they couldn't get me an appointment until August, I decided to locate an Urgent Care Facility. Guess what? None are located within 50 miles. So I then decided I'd hop my ass on my skateboard and head to the Thomas Jefferson Hospital ER on 10th and Samson. Not too crowded. I did have to wait but once I got in I eventually saw the resident who quickly diagnosed me with skin dermatitus. Genius! I should have gone to medical school. Later on the attending showed up and acknowledged the diagnosis. Right after 12:30 PM EST I was released with a prescription for 5 days worth of Prednison. This is a steriod and with it comes some side effects: For me, the major effect is NOT BEING ABLE TO FALL ASLEEP! More on that later.

I went to Jim's and had a cheesesteak because I had to eat food before I took the meds. I then scooted down to the Eckard's at 2nd and South and presented my prescription. I freakin' love how a pharmacist can act as if she'd never met me before even though I never left and had been staring at them from the wiating room chair for 60 frickin' minutes. I eventually stood up and she was like, ''Oh, hi, can I help you?'' and I'm like, ''Uh, we've met before. Remember when you said you would have this done in 15 to 20 minutes?'' and she was like, ''Ummmm... what's your name?'' and I'm like, ''MarkShieldsSuperGenius'' and she was like, ''Oh, you're the guy who we can't fill out the prescription because your card was rejected'' and I'm like, ''Huh!?'' and she's like ''Yuh huh'' and then this Asian pharmacist gal stepped up to the counter and said something I could not understand, three times. I eventually looked past her to the original pharmacist chick and asked for everything back so I could walk across the street to the CVS Pharmacy -- where I should have gone in the first place -- stupid Eckhard's! CVS filled it within 15 minutes as promised. They rock.

It is now 3:22 AM and I have taken two benadryll and I'm not getting the least bit tired. Perhaps if I try to watch some Philadelphia community service television? My heart is racing and I am plotting different ways to program a wordwrap rule I'm going to enhance tomorrow. The blisters on my arms have subsided for the most part although I am still pretty itchy as everything starts to dry up and heal over. Wahhh!

Did I mention I bought another pinball machine? Gottlieb's Cleopatra, the first System 1 game the company produced back in 1977ish. They also made an electromechanical version (i.e. mechanical digits instead of digital displays). I've only heard bad things about electromechanicals so you won't see one in my collection. While moving the machine in the elevator a girl from the 7th floor said, ''Wow, a real pinball machine. Impressive.'' My response: ''Yeah, uh, I hate videogames.'' Lie. I happen to adorre Grand Theft Auto 3 and Quake III. Earlier another girl in the parking lot stopped and stared and I think she mouthed the words ''You're moving?'' and I was totally confused cuz I'd never met her before and didn't know she cared. Riiiight.

Must try to sleep now. Pictures of yucky arm and new pinball machine are coming in the next update.

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Disclaimer: The views and opinions expressed here are my own only and in no way represent the views, positions or opinions - expressed or implied - of my employers both past and present. « doctor, doctor \| Main \| you like the pauses, eh? » racing heart 2002.07.23 21.13 Okay, so here's how it went down. After the 6th doctor's office told me they couldn't get me an appointment until August, I decided to locate an Urgent Care Facility. Guess what? None are located within 50 miles. So I then decided I'd hop my ass on my skateboard and head to the Thomas Jefferson Hospital ER on 10th and Samson. Not too crowded. I did have to wait but once I got in I eventually saw the resident who quickly diagnosed me with skin dermatitus. Genius! I should have gone to medical school. Later on the attending showed up and acknowledged the diagnosis. Right after 12:30 PM EST I was released with a prescription for 5 days worth of Prednison. This is a steriod and with it comes some side effects: For me, the major effect is NOT BEING ABLE TO FALL ASLEEP! More on that later. I went to Jim's and had a cheesesteak because I had to eat food before I took the meds. I then scooted down to the Eckard's at 2nd and South and presented my prescription. I freakin' love how a pharmacist can act as if she'd never met me before even though I never left and had been staring at them from the wiating room chair for 60 frickin' minutes. I eventually stood up and she was like, ''Oh, hi, can I help you?'' and I'm like, ''Uh, we've met before. Remember when you said you would have this done in 15 to 20 minutes?'' and she was like, ''Ummmm... what's your name?'' and I'm like, ''MarkShieldsSuperGenius'' and she was like, ''Oh, you're the guy who we can't fill out the prescription because your card was rejected'' and I'm like, ''Huh!?'' and she's like ''Yuh huh'' and then this Asian pharmacist gal stepped up to the counter and said something I could not understand, three times. I eventually looked past her to the original pharmacist chick and asked for everything back so I could walk across the street to the CVS Pharmacy -- where I should have gone in the first place -- stupid Eckhard's! CVS filled it within 15 minutes as promised. They rock. It is now 3:22 AM and I have taken two benadryll and I'm not getting the least bit tired. Perhaps if I try to watch some Philadelphia community service television? My heart is racing and I am plotting different ways to program a wordwrap rule I'm going to enhance tomorrow. The blisters on my arms have subsided for the most part although I am still pretty itchy as everything starts to dry up and heal over. Wahhh! Did I mention I bought another pinball machine? Gottlieb's Cleopatra, the first System 1 game the company produced back in 1977ish. They also made an electromechanical version (i.e. mechanical digits instead of digital displays). I've only heard bad things about electromechanicals so you won't see one in my collection. While moving the machine in the elevator a girl from the 7th floor said, ''Wow, a real pinball machine. Impressive.'' My response: ''Yeah, uh, I hate videogames.'' Lie. I happen to adorre Grand Theft Auto 3 and Quake III. Earlier another girl in the parking lot stopped and stared and I think she mouthed the words ''You're moving?'' and I was totally confused cuz I'd never met her before and didn't know she cared. Riiiight. Must try to sleep now. Pictures of yucky arm and new pinball machine are coming in the next update. « doctor, doctor \| Main \| you like the pauses, eh? »