What a Great Week!!!!! Um.. not.
If you're looking for one of my witty, pleasurable blogs, please don't read any further! I am a generally happy person, and honestly, this hasn't been a terrible week. I have been with my mom a lot getting her classroom ready and what not, so that part hasn't been that bad. But two things in particular have been not so pleasurable.1. SAT Prep Course. Guess what I get to do from 6:30-9:30 every night this week? Yes! Go to an SAT Prep Course that my dad is forcing me to go to! Yesssss! There are a whopping four people in our night class, since all the normal people are taking it in the morning to avoid having to go at night and ruining all of their summer nights two weeks before school starts. But, at the time that I signed up, I thought I would still be working, so I opted for the night classes. So I guess that part is my fault. Last night, we took an abbreviated version of the SAT! And studied vocabulary words! And did a "fun exercise" where we had to match latin prefixes to actual English words! WOO HOO! And the teacher is a creep. But, I guess, that is a given... I mean, he's teaching an SAT course. What was he thinking? This class is pretty much silly. Granted, it will help me on the SAT, but until then, I will not feel fortunate to be taking this class.
2. Went to the foot doctor. This morning at 8:15 I had an appointment with a Dr. Kille for him to check on my ingrown toenail (see last post). This was not a pleasant experience. First, the doctor (and his "staff", including a woman dressed like a hooker and their son -I'm assuming- with headphones carrying random pizza boxes) arrived 15 minutes late... at 8:30. My mom filled out the paperwork, and paid the copay (after the receptionist, the hooker, was rude about accepting a credit card) and finally they called me back into a room. Not that there was anyone there anyway. There were two other patients in the waiting room... one old woman who kept falling asleep (her husband had to wake her) and some old fat guy. So I sat in the chair while my mom had trouble with the credit card, and finally she came in there. I hate to be picky, but it didn't seem like the most sanitary office to be threatening the safety of my toe in. My toe is a big part of me! We have been places together! I am very attached to my toe! Anyway, my mom then pointed out that there was no cover on the electrical outlets. Wow mom, thanks for comforting me. So Dr. Kille came in and examined my toe. Turns out, I genetically have an ingrown toenail, because of the way my toe/skin around the toe is formed. The doctor basically told me I have two options: a) leave it as it is, and keep trimming it when it grows back or b) he can surgically remove it, removing all of that side of the nail down to the cuticle, and putting a chemical on it to make it not grow back. The procedure (plan B), if I chose it, would last about 25 minutes and he would numb it so I couldn't feel it, but when the feeling came back, it would "throb like a toothache". Not that I don't LOVE toothaches, but since the whole experience at that office wasn't that pleasant to begin with, so me & my mom decided to wait and get a second opinion before making any surgical decisions.
So I realize that these things don't seem that terrible. And honestly, they're not that terrible. I guess I'm just spoiled to those relaxing summer days/nights, without SAT's or sketchy doctors offices! On that note, I've gotta go get ready for that SAT prep thing...
posted by Lauren @ 3:29 PM
6 Comments:
Yes, poor Lauren!.And by the way, I don't have a bad credit card. This goofy office doesn't take "debit" cards...what's up with that? After the whole toe ordeal, I took Lauren to Starbuck's, out to lunch, bought her a vera bradley "messenger bag" and took her to Baynes for an eyebrow wax! She's not as pitiful as she sounds...just overly dramatic and high maintenance!
your doctor's name was Dr. KILLe...that should have been your first clue :)
So you're taking the SAT? Back in my day all the cool people took the ACT.
yeah, i'm taking both. i'm such a dork...
I didnt read any farther i cause i dnt want to hear u complain about ur hooker nurse and your creepy teacher in your SAT course or how the name of ur doctoer was KILLE.
JACKSON D. GARRETT (didnt read the rest of your blog cause i didnt want to here wine extrodianr)
haha! my mom works for a foot doc but not that one. you should go see her. shell hook you up. and sounds like you had a pretty nice day after the doc...wow. guess that made it all better, huh?
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