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I spent a large chunk of the morning in the doctor's office yesterday, first waiting around for and then actually getting a physical. Mostly I did it so as to renew the birth control prescription, pap smear and all (not my favorite procedure ever), but I also got a flu shot and blood drawn just so we're sure that not having a gall bladder any more isn't making anything unhappy. Since my doctor works in one of the BIDMC community practices, and BIDMC is the home of John Halamka, and John Halamka is one of the earliest advocates for electronic medical records, I now have access to my medical records online. Well, most of them, anyway. I read the pathology report on my gall bladder (it was inflamed and had stones and sludge in it, and it needed to come out), but apparently the report on the surgery itself isn't posted. I'd like to read that some day.
It seems this is the week of everything blowing up once a day at work. Yesterday it was an ad hoc lunch meeting about the Oral Health Day on Nov 10, combined with an old-school faculty member who wants everything on paper and didn't give me yesterday's paper to copy until yesterday morning when I was out. And then the copier went insane again, so I had to use the one in the clinic. This is one of the courses that might go away with the HMS curriculum redesign, and it won't be the end of my world if it does. This faculty member likes teaching this course, but I wish she'd join the 21st century one of these days, or at least figure out how to send me things a day in advance of when she wants the 36 or so copies.
Today a different course blew up; for some reason the tutorial room reservations had changed (don't ask me why), and nobody knew that. So there were confused students and confused tutors asking me what the deal was, and I don't know because room reservations are one thing I don't do. Meanwhile the computer in one of the tutorial rooms is not speaking to the large screen it's supposed to project on, so I was trying to fix that and fend off the people wanting me to fix the room reservations at the same time. Bazzfazzmatazz. At least everything but the computer got sorted out, more or less, eventually. (And the computer is now sorted out; it was fairly ancient and therefore slow technology problem. It would have done what I wanted if I had known it would take five minutes to do it, and waited for it to get there.)
In cheerier news, I'm back to enjoying the chorus rehearsals again. We're getting into "I love it when a piece comes together" territory now, and that's fun. Some of the solo parts are gorgeous too; I finally listened to the whole thing straight through the other day, instead of skipping all the solo parts so I could listen to the alto chorus parts.
Seems I really am going to need that umbrella I felt silly walking around with this morning. Usually bringing an umbrella to work guarantees that it won't rain, but today is an exception.
It seems this is the week of everything blowing up once a day at work. Yesterday it was an ad hoc lunch meeting about the Oral Health Day on Nov 10, combined with an old-school faculty member who wants everything on paper and didn't give me yesterday's paper to copy until yesterday morning when I was out. And then the copier went insane again, so I had to use the one in the clinic. This is one of the courses that might go away with the HMS curriculum redesign, and it won't be the end of my world if it does. This faculty member likes teaching this course, but I wish she'd join the 21st century one of these days, or at least figure out how to send me things a day in advance of when she wants the 36 or so copies.
Today a different course blew up; for some reason the tutorial room reservations had changed (don't ask me why), and nobody knew that. So there were confused students and confused tutors asking me what the deal was, and I don't know because room reservations are one thing I don't do. Meanwhile the computer in one of the tutorial rooms is not speaking to the large screen it's supposed to project on, so I was trying to fix that and fend off the people wanting me to fix the room reservations at the same time. Bazzfazzmatazz. At least everything but the computer got sorted out, more or less, eventually. (And the computer is now sorted out; it was fairly ancient and therefore slow technology problem. It would have done what I wanted if I had known it would take five minutes to do it, and waited for it to get there.)
In cheerier news, I'm back to enjoying the chorus rehearsals again. We're getting into "I love it when a piece comes together" territory now, and that's fun. Some of the solo parts are gorgeous too; I finally listened to the whole thing straight through the other day, instead of skipping all the solo parts so I could listen to the alto chorus parts.
Seems I really am going to need that umbrella I felt silly walking around with this morning. Usually bringing an umbrella to work guarantees that it won't rain, but today is an exception.