Can you believe that my eye is STILL a problem? Last Friday I called the optometrist to tell him it wasn't feeling any better - in fact, it was a little worse. He had me come in then, instead of waiting for Saturday morning. He took a look, threw up his hands, and sent me across the street to an ophthalmologist who, luckily, was able to take me on a Friday afternoon. They put dye into it. They put numbing drops into it (which felt really good, by the way) and he said "Hmmmm..." a lot. Apparently, the antibiotic drops I'd been using for the past two days were about the strongest available, and my eyes had, in fact, gotten worse on them. He prescribed another round of that one, plus two others. Basically, I was/am using an antibiotic drop of one kind or another around the clock.
It's finally starting to heal. Today is the first day in a week that I haven't felt like there was sand in my eye. The first day the right eye hasn't been swollen. The specialist told me yesterday he'd been afraid last Friday that he was going to have to put me in the hospital for a cornea scraping. I don't know what that is. I don't want to know. Ever. But he was happy about the improvement. He did waggle his finger at me and tell me definitely, positively NO CONTACTS and NO MAKEUP. Sweet. I think he told me the hospital story so I would mind him. It worked.
Sadly, I am going down to San Diego (La Jolla) to a medical conference tomorrow. For 3 days. Three.Long.Days. without contacts or makeup. Luckily, it will be just a bunch of cardiologists and nurses who couldn't care less what I look like, or even who I am. I was really hoping to lose the Coke bottle specs just because I can't see as well with them as I can with contacts, but I'll be good. It will mostly be me sitting in a large conference room all day with these people, listening to lectures I don't really understand, checking Facebook and email occasionally. A lunch break. A dinner with all of my new friends. Repeat the next two days. And L to snuggle up with at day's end.
Because L will be sneaking down with me. He will be able to enjoy the pool and amenities, soak up the lovely San Diego weather, and basically enjoy himself. All while I'm trapped in a hospital conference room. But I'm grateful that I don't have to drive myself down there. My eyesight isn't all that good with glasses - a little too much nearsightedness, combined with astigmatism makes for a combo that's hard to correct, so I don't like driving when I'm not familiar with the area. And I don't think he minds at all. He's very self reliant, the weather will be stellar, and he won't have me to hold him back. San Diego Zoo? Maybe. The beach? Probably. Pool? Most definitely. I'll be jealous, that's for sure.
I had a great Mother's Day. I heard from every one of the kids, and even one of the spouses, Autumn, sent me a personal text. It was great. Katie arranged with L to surprise me with a beautiful lavender orchid. And L served me breakfast in bed, and made the best dinner for us. That evening we went over to Mom and Dad's and had dessert with them while we visited away. It was a treat to see my dad looking so much healthier, with his appetite much improved. And there's nothing - NOTHING - he loves more that dessert. He's so thin, no one said a word when he had more. Made me glad, is what it made me. His hair is growing back, and his color is better.
Mom seemed happy to have other people to talk to besides Dad. I think this has been a long, hard haul for her - a different kind of difficult for her, but just as hard on her as on Dad. I'm hoping to see her freed up a bit over the next few months. Able to get out and away with her friends. More out and about with Dad. Less movies and dinners at home, avoiding germs. Summer will hopefully be a good time for them. She hasn't really complained. She's done her part with patient willingness. I am honored to be her daughter and learn from her example of grace under pressure. It's hard to have your world completely rearranged for a year or so, but her complaints were rare and small. I'm hoping this next year will be a year of feeling better, and maybe bring a little travel that they've been wanting to do. I know Dad has his heart set on a Panama Canal cruise.
So that's my week in a nutshell. It's time for more eyedrops and a little bit of shutting them to rest. (Really - doctor's orders!) A little wash, a little packing up and preparing for the next few days. When I see you next, I hope to have fully functioning eyes. Because I'm getting really tired of dropping $40 every time I have to go to the doctor's to have them checked.