Dr. Yoo had referred me to an ophthalmologist based on some abnormality from one of the tests I took during my physical last month.  So, it was back to Soonchanhwang hospital yesterday afternoon.  The whole thing was a bit of a fiasco.  We waited a while past our appointment time, and then they started running me through all the eye-checking stations–exactly the same tests I had already done.  Jee Yeun, bless her heart, started raising hell.  But she really got their attention when she said “I’m not paying for any of these tests we’ve already taken”.  Soon enough, I was taken out of the testing queue and placed into the queue to see Dr. Kim (I actually never got her name, but I figure I’ve got at least a 50% chance of being right by calling her Kim.  She was assisted by Dr. Lee.  I’m sure of it.).

I’m pretty certain there had been some miscommunication somewhere along the way, because Dr. Kim did not seem to have a clue as to why I was there.  She looked at my glasses and asked if I could see ok–yes.  She asked if I were having any issues with my eyes or vision–no.  She noted that I don’t have diabetes and that my blood pressure is only moderately high–check.  She then had me look into some binocular-like machine, thoroughly examined each eye with that flashlight-like contraption, and then announced her diagnosis: “you have Caucasian eyes”.  Which I understood to mean that any abnormality on my tests were only abnormal for Asian eyes.  Bottom line, I’m not having problems with my vision and Dr. Kim didn’t see anything wrong either so it’s all good.

We were both starving after finally leaving the hospital so we hoofed it up the hill to Itaewon and had a late lunch at Don Valley (bimbibop and bulgogi).  After our meal we were in that twilight zone–too early for darts, too late to go home and back.  So we found a hole-in-the-wall coffee shop and sat outside drinking expensively good coffee and watched the people walk by for an hour or so.

Walrus at rest…

When the appointed hour for darts did arrive I was out to seek redemption for the 15-2 shellacking I had taken the previous week.  I won the night 13-9 and threw much, much better so I’ll call that mission accomplished.

At the bus stop for the journey home I saw this ad:

Damn, it was almost like looking in a mirror. Glad to know my doppelganger is doing so well!

And so ended another adventure filled day.