That’s not so much what happened.
Instead of a quick stab with a needle I got a full eye exam with a bunch of words I didn’t understand.
After all the testing and checking and making of “ooohs” and “mmmhhhhmmmm” noises, I finally got the verdict.
I WAS ACTUALLY LUCKY TO NOT BE BLIND YET.
I had to schedule a surgery, on the spot.
I had to schedule THREE.
They are all outpatient, on the same day and fairly easy for recovery.
But they’re still surgery.
- a surgery on my left eye to deal with the eyelashes that were sticking to my eyeball
- another surgery on my left eye to help fix the double vision issues
- then the doctor figured that the majority of the vision shaking wasn’t from eyelid-muscle spasms, but actual spasms of both eyeball-muscles…surgery #3 will be to try to find the point where the eyeballs jerk the least
Yes, I’m having usury to keep my balls from jerking.
In a way, I’m really thrilled that I might be able to get problems fixed. Problems that I’d assumed were just a part of my life. (Granted, I’m a little irked that no one had suggested these problem solving surgeries before)
In another way, I feel scared that I’m having surgery on my eyes. MY EYES. If surgery goes wrong, I’ll be blind for life.
If I opt not to have the surgeries I definitely WILL go blind.
I’m not ready to be blind.
On top of everything else, I’m just not!