Click images for desktop size: "House On A Hill" by Unknown I didn't go to work tonight. My cold got worse. It's not devastating, just annoying. It impacts me enough that it would be suffering needlessly to go in and endure the rudeness of the low rent gambler.
I lost a lot of sleep today as well. Had to see the opthamologist. It was a pretty cruddy experience, one of the worst I've had in a lot of years.
I was a bit early for my appointment and I fell asleep in the waiting room. I fell asleep for 45 minutes and awoke with a start. I was with mixed feelings that I found out I hadn't been called yet. I waited another 45 minutes and still wasn't called.
I figured I might as well leave. Sitting in a clinic waiting room, trying not to cough and feeling my nose starting to drip is not my way of spending an afternoon. I snagged a nurse who went and checked with someone. She came back and told me I was the next to be called.
I waited another 45 minutes. I was leaving when I heard someone call my name. With little trust I turned around and meekly followed the nurse to the examination room. Twenty minutes later an optometrist came in and put me in the chair. As I sat there she did a quick verification of my medical history. Then she did the eye exam.
Some slight interest there: My right eye has, with glasses always had 40:20 vision - meaning I can see at 40 yards what a clear sighted person can see at 20. My left eye was even better, with glasses.
Now my right eye was still not changed but my left eye is horrid. With glasses I'm looking at no better than 20:40. That's as good as it could get and that's still not very clear.
The optometrist also noted I'm extremely light sensitive. I was blinded by the lowest light they can use to examine my eye.
She wrote up a new script for glasses. Put in all the chemicals with dilating chemicals and stuff and
Click images for desktop size: "My World" by John Buscema she sent me to sit in the waiting room. After 15 minutes of sitting I fell asleep again. I woke up fifteen minutes later and about 10 minutes later I was led into another examination room. I was too groggy and tired to even spend the next 20 minutes going through the cabinets.
Finally the doctor came in. He was early 30's, slight and going to pudgy. He was accompanied by a tall Asian girl, about 5' 10". She wore a skirt just an inch longer than her Doctor's jacket. She wore flats, nifty looking suede loafers with a trippy silver buckle. She aggravated me. We weren't even cursorily intro'd but she was up there gawking at the naked insides of my eyeball at every opportunity. If she didn't jump at the chance the doc invited her in for a peek. I figure the doc was working up to her warming up to him.
The eye exam was painful. I'd never had a painful eye exam before. It was novel but not novel enough to appreciate.
He kept shining bright lights in my eyes and remarking as to how sensitive to light my eyes are, then he'd increase the intensity to see whatever it was that amused him and his protegee so. He jabbed me in the eye a couple of times trying to force it open while he yelled at me to keep both eyes open wider.
The end result was that by the time I left I was almost completely blind. My vision was dominated by after burn images of purple and green pillars. It made my eyes hurt dramatically.
The decent news was that I still had cataracts in both eyes but they had not yet moved or crown enough to cloud my vision. There's no
Click images for desktop size: "Honey Vomb" sense of damage to the retinal damage from the diabetes. He put the sudden loss of vision in my left eye to strain and eye dryness and told me to get some instant tears and use them often.
I still have to wear dark glasses.
Not really worth the 5 hours spent. I do have a new prescription for what that's worth. And I'm off doctors for the rest of the week and that's a good thing.
When I finally got home and stumbled around my puppy was very solicitous. She took me for a walk.
I slept for a few hours and woke up with my vision still impaired. My eyes still hurt and things till have a halo around them. Interesting.
Tomorrow/today I have to call about getting my insulin for the next three months. Scoring it on the cheap. Then work on affordable glasses. I could handle getting those creepy welfare glasses. For sure they look dorky but I'll still make them look good. I'm not that far gone yet.
Then work tomorrow. Can't dig that. Too many welfare mothers and desperate people.