Trying to avoid the pink eye plague
I woke up Tuesday morning of last week only being able to open one of my eyes halfway. I thought nothing of it until about third hour when someone next to me said, "Berit! What happened to your eye!?" Turns out, my eye was slightly on the red side.
My eye was watering, itching and swelling. "Ohhh no," I thought. "It must be pink eye again." Having had pink eye about four times before (and boy, was that not fun at all), I thought that was the case. I texted my mom and sort of told her the news and made arrangements to go to the clinic. (I just had viral pink eye, which is pretty much an allergic reaction to something.)
The day went on and people wouldn't stop looking at my eye funny. One of my best friends, Brookie, avoided me like the plague. Every time she saw me she would yell, "Get away!! You're going to start a pink eye epidemic!! We need to quarantine her!" Oh, it was just lovely.
Brookie was the only one who really avoided me. Some people wanted a closer look, which is just beyond me. I hope they knew it could have been contagious. Brookie sure was spreading that around. My English teacher even offered hand sanitizer to the class just in case they wanted to rid their hands of the possible contagion. That made me feel great.
After school, my mom and I headed out to the hospital. Wow, we couldn't have picked a better day to go. I hope you picked up the sarcasm there because it was just about the worst possible day we could have gone.
First off, we had some trouble locating the parking lot for visitors. We finally gave up and parked wherever we wanted. Foldout chairs, grills, tents, blow up games and electrical cords filled up the front lawn of the hospital. Wondering what all of it was, we walked inside. (Turns out, it was the grand opening ceremony that day.)
I have never seen so many people in the hospital at one time before. We could barely make our way through the sea of people. People in wheelchairs, people with walkers and little children blocked our way to the hidden front desk. We had to yell at the lady checking us in. It was so horrible we were laughing.
While we were standing there trying to figure out where to go, I looked up. Directly above me was a chandelier made from red, yellow and orange glass hanging from wires. It was the neatest light fixture I've ever seen. As my brother and I would say, "Wowza! That's neat-o!"
It was a crazy mess to find the urgent care waiting room with all the people there. We finally located it after asking other people for directions. They desperately need a sign. Funny thing is, they have a sign on the way out telling us that the waiting room will be there. Sorry, but we've already been there and we didn't need a sign to tell us that. It wasn't the best experience I've ever had.
I can honestly say it was the weirdest day I've ever had at the hospital. The new hospital looks great, but it's extremely confusing when it's packed full of people. I think I'll stick to the boring, empty waiting rooms from now on.
Berit Ramstad Skoyles is a sophomore at DLHS.