My fascinating eyes
Oct. 26th, 2024 03:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shewhomustI spent yesterday afternoon at the Eye Infirmary in Sunderland: this was by appointment with my opthalmologist, and did not go as expected.
The good news: I have glaucoma, which is managed by the regular administration of eye drops. At my last visit to the clinic, the opthalmologist noted that the pressure in the left eye was high, and suggested that this could be improved by laser treatment. I wasn't looking forward to this, but I have enough confidence in him to say yes. But yeThis could men anything. sterday, when we had gone through all the usual preliminary eye-tests, he said actually, the pressure had gone down of its own accord...
The less good news: ... but had I noticed my eyesight getting worse? Well, of course I have. I think I said so, last time I was at the clinic, and that I was coming round to the idea of the cataract operation (this would be my second) he had been offering. Whether because of this, or just because we were conveniently at the Eye Infirmary, he sent me down to the photographic department for some scans, on the basis of which - well, on the basis of which he asked for a further scan, and he wants to discuss it with colleagues.
This could mean anything. Maybe my eye is getting worse, and there's nothing to be done about it (which is bad news). Maybe it's getting worse, and there is something that can be done (which I won't enjoy, but is probably less bad news in the long run). All this seems to be about my left eye, which I don't see much through anyway; it has always been very short-sighted.
Anyway, any unpleasantness which might have happened yesterday has been deferred, and I am enough of a wimp that I'll settle for that.
The good news: I have glaucoma, which is managed by the regular administration of eye drops. At my last visit to the clinic, the opthalmologist noted that the pressure in the left eye was high, and suggested that this could be improved by laser treatment. I wasn't looking forward to this, but I have enough confidence in him to say yes. But yeThis could men anything. sterday, when we had gone through all the usual preliminary eye-tests, he said actually, the pressure had gone down of its own accord...
The less good news: ... but had I noticed my eyesight getting worse? Well, of course I have. I think I said so, last time I was at the clinic, and that I was coming round to the idea of the cataract operation (this would be my second) he had been offering. Whether because of this, or just because we were conveniently at the Eye Infirmary, he sent me down to the photographic department for some scans, on the basis of which - well, on the basis of which he asked for a further scan, and he wants to discuss it with colleagues.
This could mean anything. Maybe my eye is getting worse, and there's nothing to be done about it (which is bad news). Maybe it's getting worse, and there is something that can be done (which I won't enjoy, but is probably less bad news in the long run). All this seems to be about my left eye, which I don't see much through anyway; it has always been very short-sighted.
Anyway, any unpleasantness which might have happened yesterday has been deferred, and I am enough of a wimp that I'll settle for that.
