I haven't reached it yet.
I'd been having floaters in my good eye for the past few days. I kept trying to ignore them, but I started to worry and then googled. And worried even more. So I called my doc, who said come in ASAP. I didn't even get to finish lunch. Although mostly I'd lost my appetite because of the adrenaline.
I was awake at 3:30 am, wide awake by 5 am, and bringing in patio furniture by 7 am. No alarm clocks or coffee required, only a 185 mph monster hurricane heading my way.
I called my manager at 8 am and rescheduled everything after today.
In between meetings, I rushed over to the pet store to buy a cat carrier, cat harness, cat leash, and cat sedatives.
Anyway, back to the floaters, which I'd been trying to ignore. I dropped my bacon on the plate, brushed my teeth, and drove to the doc. The good news is that it's merely a vitreous detachment and not a retinal detachment or tear. The bad news is that I am high risk because of my previous one, and this could still cause one.
Six hours later, my eyes are still dilated, and I am medicated with a migraine. I guess I'll finish the yard preparations tomorrow.
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