Saturday, July 13, 2013

Welp...

It's about that time, I guess. Time for me to write about all the boring things happening in my life. Get ready because I feel a word-vomit coming along.

My eye is still crazy. She hasn't gotten any better, and she just stays the same weird almost-circle and doesn't focus long-distance. I apparently have scar tissue in my eye that is 1) keeping my eye from adjusting like it should and 2) making things all blurry. As long as I don't lose lefty, I should be able to survive, I guess.

Saw the rheumatologist Monday for what I thought was going to be the last time. He gave me some advice for when we move to Scotland, wrote me a TON of prescriptions for prednisone, just in case I have a flare up in the future, and told me to start tapering off. Yippee! He also sent me in for bloodwork (round 4) and we made an appointment for follow-up the Monday we leave New Orleans. Like, literally, the DAY we leave New Orleans. He said he was really disappointed because he wanted more time to figure me out. I love that guy.

lovely view from the blood work lab.

familiar sight.

My eye doctor, on the other hand, has no idea I'm leaving the country, which I think is just hilarious. If she says, "I'll see you in a month," one more time, I may hysterically laugh in her face. But hopefully, I can get off all these weirdo drugs and start being a normal person again.

Did I mention earlier that I have moon face? Maybe I just told my mom about it. Anyway, it's a common side effect of prednisone (which I've been taking a pretty high dose since April) and it just means I have a round, chubby chipmunk face. Other people haven't noticed (or have been nice enough not to tell me) however, my mom told me to "take a picture of my fat face and put it on my blog." So here you go guys.

NO. I just took a picture with my webcam and I don't even look like myself. Here's a picture of an actual chipmunk and you can just imagine.



Update on Scotland. Does anybody out there know how stressful it is planning an international move last minute? We are really down to the wire here. We had some issues with visa applications and we're finally going to get biometrics (fingerprints and pictures) and send everything in next week. NEXT WEEK. We are wanting to leave the country in a month! So if you're feeling generous, you should pray that the immigration people approve us in 5 days (which is how quickly they process about 31% of the visa applications).



We are also in the process of hopefully securing a temporary place to live while we look for jobs and a flat. We've got a pastor in St. Andrews putting out some feelers in his congregation to see if there are any options for us. Gotta love the community of believers. God is really looking out for us.

I am also applying for some jobs at the University. They pay pretty well, compared to the minimum wage at the seminary. I might even make about as much as I'm making now! It's a long shot, since I am not currently in the country and won't be able to interview for all of them, but I'm hoping my beautiful moon face and stellar Chick-fil-A experience will win them over.

Speaking of Chick-fil-A. I am going to ugly cry over the next few days. My coworkers are starting to realize that next week is my last full week and they're getting all sappy and hugging me. I'm only working 8 more days. My operator Tom even told me he was probably going to cry after I left. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO HANDLE THIS?! I love my job and my coworkers. Even though I deal with a lot of stress and it's not always fun and rainbows and kittens, I really enjoy it and am going to miss being there immensely. Chick-fil-A has been my life since 2006. I hope this isn't the end. Maybe corporate will let me work there if we come back to the states? Or maybe Tom will do what he promised and let me run the store while he goes fishing every day? :)



I'll leave you with some throwback pictures. I found them on my webcam app while I was deciding not to post moon face picture:

Apparently, Emily and I should never been in class together because all we did was TAKE PICTURES!! This was one of like 25!

I will see you soon, Memome!

This was taken 8 days before we got engaged. Can't you tell it was a while ago? I mean, Clay looks a little different.

This was when I was trying to take pictures of myself for my passport. Shy Eye was still in full force. This is also one of about 25 pictures of these attempts. 

here's a little of the moon face. ok, it's not that bad. but this is not the worst picture.
Enjoying the last little bit of time that we have in New Orleans. It's amazing how much you enjoy the city you live in when you're not in seminary anymore.

Carm