decidedlyodd

This morning, I walked down for my appointment with a doctor over on first hill. If you recall earlier, I’d finally found a gay-friendly practice that was taking new patients after some searching. Anyhow, the walk didn’t turn out to be as far as I expected and I even arrived a bit early. After the obligatory paperwork, I went through the usual rigamarole of having my vitals measured. Then I talked to the doctor, who it turns out is also named Jeff. He seemed friendly enough. We went through my medical history and then he did a standard exam. I think the last time I had an official physical was back at age 12 or something. Still, everything looked normal, although apparently I have severe reflexes and these small light splotches I’ve had on my thigh for years are probably some sort of innocuous fungus easily treated with a cream. I then had to give some blood, get the last Hep A/B shot and a TB test (recommended after returning from Nicaragua). I then left after asking the nurse if I was done, but then later realized I never got the prescription for the cream. I’ll have to call about that at some point.

Overall, I was satisfied with the way things went. The doctor and many of his patients are gay, which is helpful because he’s aware of certain health concerns more specific to gay men. For example, he recommended I get a Hep B antibody test in a few months to make sure the vaccine had worked on me, because MSMs are much more likely to have exposure to the disease than other people. Also, he brought up STD/HIV tests right away. I don’t need to take those right now, but it’s good to know he’s on top of that.

Right now, my right arm is seriously sore and moderately incapacitated from the blood sample and two shots. On my way into work, I had lunch over at the cafeteria in building 17, which was a nice change. I’ve resolved to eat in every cafeteria at some point, just to explore a bit. When I finally got into work, I found out that my build had failed on Friday night. Worse still, something went terribly wrong as the whole thing got hung up by a disfunctional program that wanted to be debugged. Usually, if one of the many projects fails, it’ll just be skipped, but in the case the failure stopped the whole process. Hence, now I can’t get much work done until I can rebuild the bare essentials. I really need to get in the habit of checking on my builds before I come into work. Ten minutes on Saturday morning might have saved me hours today.