Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Q: It's just a camel time of the week. Two humps in all!

Boy, I wish my life is as amusing as my blog wants it to portray. Well, it certainly met that criteria yesterday. First thing in the morning, I had the power circuit at my kitchen area down, deeming the fridge and microwave useless. Good thing I bought cereal, but it sucked still because that meant having warm grapes for dessert. Considering I wasn’t able to talk to the management people personally (whole day out) I dropped off a love letter at their office before I left on a Hopkins Shuttle to the institute.

I found out the Orioles was having a big game that day. Free pizzas abound, but I was in no mood for it. Chose to purchase a Jalapeno cheddar bagel instead, toasted and buttered to lunch perfection. Lunch kaki had the same thought, and despite the sudden contentment, I was summoned to the office. Apparently someone reported me, an accusation that I talked about a certain patient in the elevator. Beyond words, I offered a denial statement. My primary therapist was present to provide moral support. “I know better than to think it’s her doing. I believe in her words.” That meant a lot to me. Thank you.

Ran two sessions to end the day. Upon checking out, I was summoned again. What now, I wondered. Are they going to remove me from the place? A sit down talk with my SBA perhaps. I dreaded the worst. When I met the case coordinator, it certainly felt like one of those doomsday moments. They must be kidding me right? Four strangers and yes, my SBA was there in one of the seats beside my therapist. Talking through what happened, they mentioned that it was a mistake they made. Seeing very little Asians around, they can only “assume” it had to be someone from the unit. What they didn’t realize was the unit had another good handful of Asians they have yet to check on. Bottom line – no proof and I’m off the hook. I quickly went to shake my professor’s hand, grateful for the good words he may have put in for me.

Got home to settle my nerves, but the smoke detector decided to throw a party for me. Great, just great. Be careful what you wished for.

What an effing day!
Vonnie S.

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