Her homework sometimes includes reading a poem to people at home. She's reading a valentine poem to dad, here.
Thursday, February 11
Marla February 11, 2010
The waiting room at the eye doctor. I poked my eye with a makeup brush on Tuesday. Wednesday when I looked in the mirror I noticed that my eye was very red. I talked to the school nurse who ruled out pink eye and suggested that I go to my doctor. I decided to wait one more day to see if it got any better, it didn't so I got an appointment, even though it doesn't hurt or bother me at all. The old man on the left of the photo kind of grouchily asked one of the nurses to find out how much longer he had to wait, since his appointment was at 2:45 and it was already 3:15. And, then he grumbled about how it had been 30 minutes. The nurse said in not such a nice tone "Yes, sir, sometimes we are running late". That just annoys me...how come we are expected to be patient waiting in their waiting room but if we are "running late" to an appointment they don't really like that very much. Fyi- the doctor said that I have a corneal abrasion but that it's not too bad, my eye may be red for a week or two, and she gave me some antibiotic drops to put in my eye.
Miranda February 11, 2010
G's breakfast. I wish I liked Oatmeal...for some reason, I just can't get into it!?
Maggie February 11, 2010
Tools I use to get through a day at work... either it's an easy fix, needs a little magic, or a lot of patients!
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