Have been laying pretty low for the past while. It has been exceptionally hot and humid here in Winnipeg. I don’t deal well with that, it just sucks the energy right out of me. Temperatures have dropped considerably and I am feeling much better, more energetic.
Had planned a big post with all of the wonderful things that happened over the summer but ran into a snag on Saturday. It started on Friday. I noticed my right eye was a little watery and there was a black spot up in the top right hand corner of the eye.
thought it was strange but really didn’t pay it much mind. Woke up Saturday morning and that black spot had grown and was now covering about 1/2 of my eye. The spot blocked all vision and the rest of the eye was very blurry. Blurry to the point of not being able to see at all. Early in the morning that spot covered about 1/4 of my eye and by lunch time was covering about 1/2.
Decided to phone and make an appointment with an optometrist. I thought I would likely end up with an appointment in a week or so. But, I explained the situation to the receptionist who relayed it to the doctor. I was told to get to their office within the hour. Now Vi has a part time job, she works every second weekend, something to do. Well as luck would have it this was here weekend to work. Now I knew i could phone her at work and she would be home in a flash to take me. I really don’t think this is anything serious and I know she tends to get excited if I have any health related issues of any kind. I am thinking the doctor will just be giving me some eye drops or something. I think of brother-in-law Henri, he doesn’t work on the weekend. I call Henri and sure enough he is over in a flash.
We get to the optometrist’s office and I am a little surprised to learn I am being seen as a medical emergency. The doctor sees me very quickly. He does a series of tests and a second doctor comes in and looks in my eye. I have a detached retina, huh. He has me sit in a chair while he makes a phone call. He comes back telling me has made an appointment with an eye surgeon for just over an hour from then. There is Henri sitting patiently waiting for me and off we go to the hospital. We were talking about calling Vi at that point. But still why worry her. I am sure if there is to be a surgery of some sort it will be scheduled for weeks or months from now. I can tell her all about it when she gets home.
See the doctor shortly after arriving at the hospital. Again the bright lights as he looks in my eye. His words, ” we would both be doing a happy dance if it was just a detached retina, there is a tear in there also.” He explained it in more detail (memory guy) but I don’t really remember any of it. He described the surgery. I just remember hearing there would be a gas bubble in my eye that would slowly absorb away. OK, surgery is required to prevent total blindness so when can we do it. Now I am used to hearing of surgeries be scheduled weeks or months in advance. It caught me a little off guard when he said within the next hour or so, now wow that is fast. For me when I have something like that facing me, the sooner the better. Lets get it over and done with.
Geesh, Vi though still doesn’t know anything about any of this. maybe it is time to let her know especially since they are going to be keeping me in the hospital. If there was some way I could have had it over and done with and been home before she got there, I still wouldn’t have told her until it was all after the fact. She is a worrier.
Ask Henri to go to her workplace and tell her but to really down play it. Anyway within the hour into surgery I went. The timing was perfect, it lasted a little over an hour. I had literally just arrived back in the room when Vi came tearing in.
What a day. Within a 5 hour period I went from having a blurry eye to have had eye surgery.
The look of the eye is enough to scare people, it is beet red and bulging out a little. I have no vision it at all. Apparently it will take even months before we will know how much vision comes back. Now how was that for a day.