eyesight

The good news is that my retinas are okay. The bad news? None really; my vision is stable for the second year in a row and my eyes are fine. I’ll call that a win in just about any playbook.

I had a scary incident a few weeks ago. The vision in the central portion of my right eye blurred and began to do what I can only describe as ‘sparkle.’ There was no pain and no other change, just an area the shape of a crescent moon in my central field of vision that was strangely prismatic.

It went away that same afternoon. Geof was right to question my blood pressure — low as usual — and there were no side effects.

I was glad to confirm that all was well. Ever since my mother had her cornea transplant thanks to Fuchs’ dystrophy, I’ve been more aware than usual of how fragile my sense of sight is, and how lost I would be without it.

"..and the prince and the drummer and the fire girls
Couldn't get our guitars in tune
And I knew it was over when the sound man said
"I wish we were still in …"

June.

Every now and then, it's fun to reconnect with someone who has been out of the loop for a few weeks, just for the sheer fun of surprising them with what's been going on in your life.

me: hey, stranger!
Jody: wasabi
me: heh. I have some news for you
me: 1) I no longer wear glasses
2) I have short hair
Jody: WOW
Jody: what happened?

June?

That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.