Sanna's Bag

“I never seem to have what I need when I need it. I’m going to make a belt-bag that’s bigger on the inside than on the outside, and just carry everything with me.”

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Getting older sucks, but I'm willing to stick with it a while longer

On Sunday, I woke up from a nap with this odd visual distortion in my right eye.  If my field of vision were a clock, the area from 1 thru 4 was all blurry.  When I closed my eye, I could see a white wedge there.  It didn't go away overnight, so the next day I called the advice nurse.  She got me in to see the eye doctor (who is a sweetie pie and a beautiful young woman) and after I had drops put in my eyes to numb them, and then to dilate them, she shined terribly bright lights into my eyes and looked at things with magnifying lenses.  It's perfectly painless, but it still took a lot of grown-up self control to sit there and cooperate when I wanted to roll into a ball like a pill bug and bury my eyes in the crook of my elbow.

It turns out that there has been a blockage of one of the veins into my eye.  So we want to know why.  The good doctor sent me down the hall to have the inside of my eyes photographed, then they injected fluorine dye into my arm and took pictures of it as it showed up in my eye.  Again, lots of bright lights. Really, I had enough of this during my hippie days.  The nurse told me that some of her older patients have remarked that they had to pay good money back in the 60s to get the same results.

And I do hate needles in my elbow.  I started hyperventilating, trying to keep myself calm.  But we got through it.  The nurse warned me that my face might turn orange, and my urine would definitely change color.  She said that two of the old gents who she dealt with were going to go out in the freshly fallen snow and write their names to compare colors.  Evidently the color can go from dark tea to bright yellow to fuchsia.  I got bright yellow.

Anyhow, I am practicing seeing around the fuzzy wedge, and today I am ready to read all the paperwork  sent home with me.  Last night I just went home and let Kyle be my rock.  Now, it's time to pull out another pair of those big-girl panties and get back to dealing with stuff.

Tomorrow I will produce the later M.

10 Comments:

  • At 9:13 AM , Blogger Willow said...

    Hmmmm, getting old is not fun, but consider the alternative.
    Me, myself, and I, the three of us don't like bright lights in our eyes. But we truly put our feet down to MRIs in big boxes.

     
  • At 10:10 AM , Anonymous Benita said...

    Aw, man! I wish you had gotten fuchsia. I mean how cool would that have been?

     
  • At 11:10 AM , Anonymous Sandy O' (My Yellow Swing) said...

    Last year, I went bird watching and thought that the left lens was really dirty, tried to clean it, still dirty, handed it to my husband and he said it was as clear as can be. Quick trip to eye doctor and found out that I have: "Asteroid hyalosis - a degenerative condition of the eye involving small white opacities in the vitreous humor. It is known to occur in humans, dogs, and chinchillas." Great! I have something in common with my dog and a fur coat. (Actually, I don't have a fur coat!). Good luck, good thoughts coming your way!

     
  • At 1:34 PM , Anonymous LindaG said...

    Oh sweetie what a wretched experience! Have they come up with a diagnosis yet? Know that you are LOVED!!!!!

     
  • At 2:49 PM , Anonymous Janette said...

    So sorry you are not 100%. Hope all is sorted soon xx

     
  • At 5:39 PM , Blogger Timothy Young said...

    Old ain't dead, but sometimes it sucks a little.
    Get well.

     
  • At 8:18 PM , Blogger Rose L said...

    Have they given you a diagnosis yet?
    My mom was diagnosed with wet macular degeneration and now must get shots in her eyes. UGH!

     
  • At 4:49 AM , Blogger Donna Lee said...

    Since I have high blood pressure, I have to get dilated and examined with the spotlight(it feels like it's a spotlight) every time I go to the eye dr. I think it does hurt, well, it's uncomfortable. And they you can't see for a while. I'm crossing my fingers that there is an easy fix for you.

     
  • At 5:05 AM , Blogger Saren Johnson said...

    (hugs) feel better soon.

     
  • At 9:16 AM , Blogger Galad said...

    Those bright lights are not fun. Hope you are done peeing yellow and have some answers soon.

    Getting older definitely has moments of suckage.

     

Post a Comment

Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]

Links to this post:

Create a Link

<< Home