Not the eyes!!

WARNING: some people might be uncomfortable with images of my eye close-up.

There is not a stye on my left eye. It's something else, which I can't pronounce, nor spell.

I realized Thursday night that I couldn't focus my left eye. I'd been treating it with an antibiotic ointment for a supposed stye for 6 days. Before seeing the doctor who prescribed it, I'd been uncomfortable with it for at least a week. But I could see out of it, except right after using the ointment.

I also used a warm compress about 4-6 times a day. And my vision would return to normal, needing glasses to read, but fuzzy otherwise. Thursday I found it was fuzzy no matter what. I stopped the ointment!

It was 5:30 so too late to talk to any medical personnel about it at my doc's office. I wasn't happy, but tried not to freak out (sorry, you know I'm a former hippy.)

Actually I had had the redness and itchy feelings since the day I went to the Fiber Festival and kissed the lama. I'm glad I didn't let it stop me from doing that. And I was glad that I already had had the appointment the next week to see my primary care doctor. 

So Friday morning (yesterday) as soon as the office opened at 8 am, I made the call. Left a message about all of the above. An hour later someone called and said I could get in to see their new Nurse Practitioner. I've had good care in the past from NP's and said I've be there at 10 am.

She has a wonderful name (I love thinking of the parents who chose it!) Renaissance! She found that since I had no pain, nor any discharge from the two little spots on my lower eyelid that it was...(I'm looking it up...) chalazions (or chelezions.) That was a new one to me. She said an eye doctor would have to use a needle to remove the two little red spots.

Ouch! But they did find an optometrist that had an opening in an hour...so I drove right there. I liked that I already needed a local optometrist, and this set me up with one to keep my glasses prescriptions up to date. I was tested, the inside of my eye was photographed, and nothing wrong was found that was causing the fuzzy vision in just that eye (other one working normal still!)

The spots are the floaters in my eye, with the bright center connecting to my brain, and the dark area to the right of it being the macula, which she said looks normal.

I also enjoyed the art that they'd decorated the office with!

In the waiting room.

In the exam room...

Well, you might already know that I'm a visual person. All my life I've learned about seeing more, differently, with all the possible ways that artists learn. So my vision is how I learn about the world around me. (You can say Duh! about now, having seen so many photos here on my blogs!)

Having the next two weeks of treatment for supposedly just dry eyes...I'm hoping the fuzzy left eye resolves, as well as the "chalazions." If that doesn't solve it, she would refer me to an opthamologist...because she doesn't do the needle thing. OK. I'll see her in 2 weeks and we'll go from there.

A friend also has one eye that isn't working properly (her right one!) and is wearing an eyepatch. We both have lousy depth perception with only one good eye. We laughed at how hard it is to get toothpaste on the toothbrush! 

The number of specialists who are helping with my strange and wonderful old body continues to increase. At least I can still drive, very carefully, leaving lots of space between my car and the one in front of me. I don't want a toothpaste episode. Of course I'm putting the driver's license on hold for now!

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In other wonderful news...I got my ballot yesterday in the mail!

Now to fill it out for hopefully the best candidates. And deposit it in the drop box near the Fairgrounds.

I'm very pleased to hear the early voting results!

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Sometimes there is an opening
 in what you call time. That’s when you hear the voices
 from long before your own silken life of a soul was born.
— Linda Hogan