lonemagpie

For those wondering, that's the fourth of the initial five double eye injections down. I'm now missing only about three letters of the entire chart from the vision test beforehand with the right eye, and six or so with the left. They did manage to hit a vein in the right eyeball, so it now looks like the bottom half of the white is filled with blood (this doesn't show from the inside, nor is there any discomfort apart from the usual in both) - I wonder how many ebola scares I'll cause in town.

On the diabetic front, they looked at the numbers, still happily in the sixes, and sent for a blood test to check the three-month score (so I didn't hear that at the time, as a different department had borrowed the machine) - the plan is now to discharge me to the GP, do six-monthly blood tests, and prescribe tablets if the numbers creep up. In short, then, my oancreas is happy to continue to work with the right diet and exercise.

Then on the way home the first bus I could have got was over 10 minutes late, and so in such a hurry that the cunt didn't bother to stop for me.

Interesting... I

almost don't want to think my reading vision has slightly improved this week, because part of thinks that if I think that, then on Friday the opthalmic consultant will tell me "no, they're worse now, but maybe your brain has adjusted" or something like that, but.... I realised when watching that last Game of thrones dual-wielding video I posted (sans glasses) that I could read the subtitles in the fight scene even though they were smaller than stuff I'd been having trouble with. So, I went and got from my coat pocket the book I'd been carrying around, which, last week, I truly just could not resolve the text in enough to read, which I had been able to a couple of weeks before. And tonight, even though normally my reading vision declines with the lateness of the hour, I - not as easily as a couple of weeks ago - *can*.

I suspect this is most likely down to the tablets I've been taking since Thursday, as they're meant to encourage my eyes to reabsorb cellular material that has leaked it but shouldn't be hanging around in there, and it is definitely the case that over the past week or so (I also had more laser treatment last Tuesday, of course) the sort of faint cobwebby thing I'd been getting in the right eye has been reducing considerably in opacity..,

And I'm most genuinely surprised that I've noticed this past midnight - usually they're clearer in the morning.... I mean, I'm not suddenly going to be singing "I Can See Clearly Now" anytime soon - it's a tiny improvement in a very bad situation.... but it *is* an *improvement.*

Hell, I'm actually not leaning as close to the creen to type this as I was at the weekend. My face is maybe eight inches from the screen, instead of aout five.

Oh, yeah, I hadn't been swimming for a while cos the swimming shorts I had got some years ago were now far too baggy and would naver have stayed on, but since us diabetic types are supposed to stay active (as if the martial arts, fencing, armoured combat, and walking everywhere weren't activity) I finally got a new pair today. Huzzah. So since our local pool's weekday general swims have slots that finish 15 minutes before Lesley finishes work, I foresee a regular schedule of doing that before going to meet her....