Evil Eye,,,
Sep. 2nd, 2004 10:45 amYAAAAAAAY! I am back from the Evil Eye appointment with my retinologist, aka Sexy Italian Doctor, with good news.
We get along very well, Sexy Italian Doctor and I, because he is an Italian Family Guy, and I am a French Family Gal, so we exchange news about our respective kids and talk about Europeanfood culture and flirt harmlessly, and he is very happy to have good news to tell me, and I am very happy to hear them.
It appears that my retina on the right eye is stable and dry (yay!). So: next appointment in 6 months, and if the Evil Eye is still stable, it'll go down to one appointment every year.
(I am not giving any more details about the whole thing, first because I am typing this with one closed eye - my pupils are still dilated and I don't see well, but also because last time I candidly answered someone's questions about the whole procedure, said someone, uh, fainted. So.)
And the young woman who took my order at the local coffee shop, where I went to treat myself with a celebratory Crème Brûlée Ristretto (with extra whipped cream) afterwards complimented me on my beautiful T-shirt (it has a Gustav Klimt motiv, my mom has obliquely hinted at the fact that she would love to have a T-shirt like that, but I bought it at the Gustav Klimt exhibition in Ottawa 3 years ago, it's not like you can go into a shop and buy it anywhere).
And I am now off to get abundantly kissed by two lovely little girls who had a grand time with mamie Heidi this morning, but welcomed me with delirious happiness when I returned nevertheless...
Life is good today :D
Hello, world. You are quite blurred still, but I love you. Er. Maybe the blurring actually helps. ;)
We get along very well, Sexy Italian Doctor and I, because he is an Italian Family Guy, and I am a French Family Gal, so we exchange news about our respective kids and talk about European
It appears that my retina on the right eye is stable and dry (yay!). So: next appointment in 6 months, and if the Evil Eye is still stable, it'll go down to one appointment every year.
(I am not giving any more details about the whole thing, first because I am typing this with one closed eye - my pupils are still dilated and I don't see well, but also because last time I candidly answered someone's questions about the whole procedure, said someone, uh, fainted. So.)
And the young woman who took my order at the local coffee shop, where I went to treat myself with a celebratory Crème Brûlée Ristretto (with extra whipped cream) afterwards complimented me on my beautiful T-shirt (it has a Gustav Klimt motiv, my mom has obliquely hinted at the fact that she would love to have a T-shirt like that, but I bought it at the Gustav Klimt exhibition in Ottawa 3 years ago, it's not like you can go into a shop and buy it anywhere).
And I am now off to get abundantly kissed by two lovely little girls who had a grand time with mamie Heidi this morning, but welcomed me with delirious happiness when I returned nevertheless...
Life is good today :D
Hello, world. You are quite blurred still, but I love you. Er. Maybe the blurring actually helps. ;)
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Date: 2004-09-02 03:17 pm (UTC)Also a cute doctor has to be the *only* thing i can think of that would get me to voluntarily go to the doctor's. I hate going >.< So brave you :D
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Date: 2004-09-02 09:48 pm (UTC)Oh my, so many things to say, so little time.
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Date: 2004-09-02 10:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-02 11:41 pm (UTC)Thank you! :D I am very pleased, too.
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Date: 2004-09-03 09:12 am (UTC)Speaking of European culture/food, I was interviewing a group of school students for exchange scholarships to Germany last week, and food was mentioned by nearly everyone as a distinctive part of German culture. Fine, except...Germany? Fine food capital of Europe? Pretty unlikely, especially since no-one was referring to chocolate or cake. I like cheese, bread and sausages as much as the next person, but I've had far more fantasies about white chocolate creme brulee than I have about bratwurst.
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Date: 2004-09-04 03:50 pm (UTC):D Well, my memory of Germany is very much Kaffee und Kuchen related, aber bitte mit Sahne too. Comes from staying at my gandma's: we went to see lots of elderly ladies, and all of them had their coffee and cake at 2:00pm.
It's all about Apfelstrudel, of course, or Bienenstich (beesting, with lots of honey: a Winnie-the-Pooh treat if there ever was one) or Streusel (crumble-like). And the Sonntagsbroetchen are not to be missed (with lots of butter and jam, they're delicious). Oh, yes, annd then, there is Ritter Sport chocolate. Go for the marzipan one, the Germans are the only ones to make decent marzipan chocolate, as my mom would tell you ;)
I don't dream much about Bratwurst either, but my mom does, apprently, so she says, anyway. :D