Days like today are a reminder of how much I love my job and where I work.
One of my co-workers brought his dog to the office, and it's all perfectly acceptable. One other person has done it before, and that was fine, too. Both dogs are well behaved and adorable.
Even if a client were to come in for a meeting, I don't know that he or she would be completely surprised to see a canine walking around the place.
This is the beauty of working at a business built on creative, I suppose. Having dogs at the office, or having account managers who aren't in suits (or Dockers -- yecch), is almost expected. At the very least, our work isn't judged by these things.
Today I saw the neurologist. The good news is that the strength and reflexes on my left side are improving, and I'm no longer feeling pain and numbness down my arm. So, either physical therapy did wonders, or the disc has shifted and stopped pressing on a nerve. Given the months and months I spent in physical therapy, I'd like to think that's what did it.
Anyway, we talked about my migraines. I told the doctor about my almost being taken off the plane in Senegal on the flight home from South Africa two years ago, and he gave me some samples of an injection I can give myself. It's the fastest-acting option that's available, he said.
With that, however, comes some new side effects, so I am supposed to give myself one of the shots at home first and see how it goes. The side effects are not terrible, the doctor said, but the mediation can make your chest feel tingly and cause some strange sensations. Certainly, if there's anything unusual, I will be more at ease experiencing it at home than in an airplane in the middle of the ocean, halfway across the world, at 32,000 feet.
Oh, I also had Thai food today -- something I've done only a handful of times in my life.
I ordered an iced tea, and the waitress said, "Thai iced tea?"
"That's fine," I said, thinking it was just iced tea with some sort of tea leaves from Thailand.
Wrong.
The tea was about half iced tea and half very viscous milk. It was almost like iced tea mixed with half-and-half or some of that Coffee Mate creamer you find in the dairy case at the supermarket. I won't say it was bad, but I can't say it was good. I can, however, say it was not at all what I expected.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
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