Hi, I'm Wendy, and this is my little piece of reality. It is a world unto itself filled with endless possibilities & a myriad of images in full Technicolor.
Welcome to my alternate space/time continuum. Be forewarned that sometimes people's concept of time gets totally shattered when they associate with me. You might come here out of curiosity to check me out quickly and end up spending much more time than you'd anticipated.
@wendria
Tuesday, September 5, 2017
is there a maximum level of fear?
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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