I have been having wicked headaches and blurry vision for a couple of weeks. I attributed this to all of the stress and paperwork associated with the College bird launch, and dutifully promised to *take care of it* when I got back. I went to my adorable eye doctor yesterday and happily described the miracle of the.....what? No, actually, when I cover my right eye with that thing I can't see the eye chart...at...all, even with my glasses on. Oh, that WOULD explain it, yes.
I am scheduled to see the brilliant surgeon again in three weeks.
The back of my left eye is again being squeezed by a ptyerigium.
Yes, I did indeed hear the post op description of the 50% chance of recurrence. I just never considered the fact that he was talking about me....so soon.
Although I am somewhat devastated that I have to go through this AGAIN, I feel incredibly blessed in many ways. I have a surgeon that I trust, at a major Medical center which accepts my Health Insurance.
I am in very good health otherwise, a good candidate for surgery. The Napping meds are a Good Thing.
I do not believe in coincidence. The metaphors are not lost on me, and so I know that Now is the Time to make some major changes in my life, if I want to see my way clear.
I am primarily a visual creature, so if I want to read, write, paint, draw, knit....all the things that make me who I am, something has got to give.
Stay tuned, as Danger Girl and her trusty guide dog Sandy boodle move to a new Network.
Whew. Having read your blog as you were going through this the first time, I can say you definitely sound more relaxed (or something) about having to go through this again. Still...what a pain.
Hey, remember Middlemarch? Something something about living our lives on the strength of metaphors, something something? 'Course, in Eliot's mind and in her characters, this is a bad thing. Not so much in your case.
Posted by: Em | September 01, 2004 at 08:42 AM
Hugs and prayers and good, good wishes.
Posted by: Vicki | September 01, 2004 at 09:59 AM
Oh, Greta, I'm sorry you'll have to go through this again. Sending you hugs...
Posted by: sUsAn | September 01, 2004 at 10:01 AM
Keeping you in thoughts and prayers. Hope this time goes as well as the last.
Posted by: Melissa | September 01, 2004 at 12:05 PM
Oh, that's a clear message from the Universe. Time to slow down for half a second and take care of you. I just wish that I was there to bring you casseroles and hold your hand. My thoughts are with you always. My love too.
Posted by: Nathania | September 01, 2004 at 12:50 PM
This character building stuff is a drag, isn't it? I guess we all get some, however much we wish we wouldn't. You will be in my thoughts and prayers, as always. If we all had our druthers, you would be buried in casseroles and other manifestations of our esteem and affection if you couldn't skip this altogether. Hugs and kisses...
Posted by: Joan in Reno | September 01, 2004 at 01:59 PM
Keep your chin up! At least you know what to expect this time for what it's worth. You'll be in my thoughts until this all blows over.
Posted by: jillz | September 01, 2004 at 05:08 PM
Oh Greta!....sending good, healing thoughts your way!
Debbie
Posted by: debbie klement | September 01, 2004 at 06:02 PM
You've been through it and know all will be well. You will be in everyone's thoughts and prayer. We need you to be healthy and happy as you are our angel.
Posted by: margene | September 01, 2004 at 10:17 PM
I think it's okay if you frump around for a little bit and even swear a blue streak before you get all brave and philosophical, but that's just me.
Posted by: Laurie | September 02, 2004 at 01:38 AM
What a pain in the...well, head I guess. Sending good, speedy healing thoughts your way!
xomj
Posted by: mj | September 02, 2004 at 06:52 AM
Thank goodness you live at the epicenter of medicine. Thoughts and prayers for strength and vitality are yours.
Posted by: Pubah | September 02, 2004 at 07:02 AM