It seems as if blogging on a daily basis never works out for me. Perhaps that’s because each time I start, it’s because I’m trying to motivate myself to work harder. But it’s also possible that I feel like I’m not working hard enough because I can’t due to circumstances.
In this case, it’s my vision. For months, I’ve had problems seeing clearly. Using my eyes for any extended period of time is difficult. That includes working on the computer, reading, and even watching television, although that presents the least stress. Reading street signs while driving had become impossible. And I avoid driving at night because I can’t see clearly enough.
I thought it was time to get that cataract surgery my optometrist has been talking about for three years. When it came time for my regular appointment, she agreed with me and recommended an ophthalmologist. It took a month to get that appointment, so more time with bad vision.
When I saw the ophthalmologist, she wasn’t very encouraging. She told me my vision was worse than could be accounted for by the cataracts I have, but she couldn’t find anything wrong with my vision otherwise. No macular degeneration, no glaucoma, nothing. She couldn’t guarantee my vision would be better after cataract surgery. In fact, she couldn’t guarantee it wouldn’t be worse, although I had the feeling that was the usual doctor-being-cautious routine, because they can’t guarantee much of anything and don’t want to give you cause for a malpractice suit.
Needless to say, I wasn’t getting warm fuzzies from this situation, which she could tell, so she recommended I get a second opinion so I could feel more comfortable about my options. I asked her if she could recommend someone and she did. Another month’s wait for an appointment.
Meanwhile, the eye irritation I usually get this time of year from tree pollen and the dry, hot desert air got progressively worse. I added artificial tears to my daily routine.
The second ophthalmologist appointment happened this week. The good news is that this doctor was a lot more confident about the benefits of having cataract surgery and thought it would clear up my vision, although I’ll have to wear glasses at least part of the time afterwards. She had a plan, as opposed to an I-don’t-know-what's-going-on attitude. So I decided to schedule the surgery with her.
That will take place in two weeks. Between pre-op and post-op appointments and time for healing, followed by getting suitable glasses afterwards, I don’t see reading and writing getting any easier for a while. So I’m going to not put pressure on myself to accomplish a whole lot until August, which means there’s not much point in doing a daily progress blog.
As Gilda Radner used to say, it’s always something. See you in August.