Here I sit at my desk enjoying some late afternoon breezes, an orange, and some peanuts (I'm having a mid-workout snack. I finished a run and needed a bite before heading to the fitness center to see what they have to offer). My conference is over, and my head is spinning with new information and plans. I think the company - or my district, anyway - has a lot of work to do in order to profitably serve the HIV population. I enjoyed meeting other clinically-minded pharmacists from around the nation. Thirty of us were invited to attend and we all have different backgrounds: some have established HIV practices; others (like myself!) come from a district with no HIV program in place at all. I got a chance to pick the brains of several experienced pharmacists and took some good notes. So that's a great thing about these conferences. However, there is a downside. You get to see the yucky, stupid side of your co-workers. Yes, I am talking to you, D-bag pharmacist who got drunk and would not stop hitting on me and insulting women all in the same breath. This is a company event. Sober up and please shut up!
Other than, you know, some jerks, I'm enjoying my time. I just got back from a 45 minute run in the neighborhood around the hotel during which I barely leaked a drop of sweat (it's 87 degrees) but I did have two nosebleeds! I am so obviously not used to this dry climate. I bled all down my arm and showed back up at the hotel looking like an accident victim (I couldn't find any faucet outside to wash up since I was unfamiliar with the area).
As I was just typing this I realized that I definitely DID sweat - it just rapidly evaporated. I'm figuring this out because as I type white powder is poofing off my hands and arms - it's salt! In NOLA sweat just stays on you until you wash it off!
I'm off to check the gym out, then a group of us who are staying until tomorrow are going to meet for dinner. Wish me luck with these lonely youngsters. I don't want to have to beat anyone up.
PS -Sorry about the no pictures. I took some pictures, but I didn't bring the cable for the camera and my laptop doesn't have a card port.
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I feel your pain! Unspeakable things were happening inside my nose when I was in Colorado. I didn't have any nose bleeds though, thankfully.
ReplyDeleteUgh. Why do people feel the need to drink too much at a work event? And then make rude comments. Seriously? Gross.
ReplyDeleteI love the dry heat of AZ. My best friend lives in Phx and my sister lives in Tucson. It's such a nice change from the humidity in Minnesota. I mean, I know our humidity is probably nothing compared to NOLA, though, so I can't complain!!
Sounds like you have been quite productive! Sucky about the bloody nose though.... that is quite the extreme though going from NOLA to the desert.
ReplyDeleteI should mention that due to a hormonal imbalance I suffer from nosebleeds fairly often and rather easily - so I probably get a bloody nose once or twice a month regardless. The dry air just exacerbated it.
ReplyDeleteAnd BOO for an hour and a half flight delay :(