After a few months of eye problems, culminating with a month of conjunctivitis,
my wife made me an “urgent” appointment with the eye dr. I arrived just a few
minutes early and just happened to enter as she was allowing a patient to leave.
She then asked me who I was and then remembered that her answering service
had added me to her schedule as the last person of the day. I thought she was
on time but she instructed me to wait in the waiting room.
About 10 minutes later it was my turn. I showed her my eyes and the medicines
I’d been using on them (antibiotics and steroids). She asked how long I’d been
using them. “Oh about a month”. That’s when the butt-chewing began. She really
got on my case because these types of drops are only to be used for 15 days
maximum. I knew that all medicines have silly expiration dates just to get us
to throw them away and buy more, but apparently eye medicines really do have
short expiration dates!
So she instructs me to put a warm towel on my eyes and then massage them. And to
throw the medicines away. Now I must point out that she had been telling me that
over and over, practically yelling at me for using them for so long, saying they
can cause allergies, etc. Ok, ok, I got it. So at the end of the consultation
I put them back in my pocket so that I could throw them away when I got home. That’s
when I really got into trouble. She was saying “and what does he do? He puts them
back in your pocket! I can’t believe it!” So I said “Do you have a garbage?” and
she took them from me and threw them away.
She’s old and always crabby, so why do I go back? Cause she’s good. And if you go
in expecting her to be crabby and fussy, it’s quite comical.
You may have noticed that I got the appointment the same day, I didn’t talk about
a secretary, etc. It’s true and I’ll be writing about that in a future article.
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