Four Hours Later . . .
And I don’t know any more than I did to start with.
Today was my one-month later eye doctor appointment after my initial maybe-diagnosis of Fuch’s Dystrophy in my left eye.
This all started last year when I had to get new glasses and an eye test to renew my South Dakota driver’s license. The Sam’s Club optometrist said I had a cataract . But when I went to Jan’s cataract guy, he said I had a tiny one, but that wasn’t what was causing my vision problems, i.e., my left eye won’t correct to better than 20/100. But he said he was a ‘retina’ guy, and I really should see the practice’s ‘cornea’ guy.
So when I saw him he ran a bunch of baseline tests and sent me home with a couple of drops to be applied 4 times daily. So today was the follow up.
And after a four hour wait, nothing’s really changed. So he went over several possible remedies (two different types of surgery) different (more expensive) drops, or my favorite, leave it alone and check back in 6 months.
He said that there’s no harm, and it will give us a longer baseline to look for any changes.
So, as I said, after 4 hours of waiting, 2:30 to 6:30, I’m just as in the dark as before.
Coming home, we stopped at the Cheddar’s in Webster for dinner before getting home a little before 8pm.
A nice, though non-productive day.
Thought for the Day:
Behind every angry woman is a man who has no idea what he did wrong.
sgsfg
