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I am feeling rather bleh tonight, in spite of how excited I was for it to be the weekend.
Spent much of last night driving Mom to urgent care because she was having weird vision things. Last week she started noticing lots more floaters in her left eye than she's ever seen. Then yesterday she had a black spot in her vision in that eye, and started getting flashes of light in her peripheral vision. Since she is on meds for hypertension, I thought it prudent for her to see a doctor. Fortunately the doctor was very kind and assured her she wasn't having a stroke. He said he thought it was a migraine, but said she needed to see the opthalmalogist asap. So today she went to our eye doctor, who is an opthalmalogist (that's a damn hard word to type, yo) and found out she has posterior vitreous detachment. Which isn't uncommon in people over 50, and isn't serious, but she's not allowed to take up boxing. She's heart-broken, haha. It can lead to retinal tears or retinal detachment, though, so she has to keep an eye (haha) on her vision and make sure nothing changes drastically, and she goes back to the eye doctor in two months.
While I was in there with her (the nurse apparently decided she was too nervous, and Mom does hate doctor visits) I stepped on the scale and discovered I've dropped 3 pounds since last weighing myself. This is good news both for the Special K diet and for my swimsuit. I really want to wear the bikini I bought three years ago when
astraea36 and
cindale and
mike_smith, et al, originally planned this trip. (Yes, this April's trip to Vegas is me finally getting there after NOT making it to the HP convention. *sigh*) Anyway. Considering I'd gained like 20 pounds in two years (WTF BODY!? Turning thirty apparently IS a bitch.) I was afraid that might not happen. But as I've dropped 3 pounds in about two weeks, it's possible I'll be okay in the bikini, even if I'm not phenomenal. (Face it, self, you are too damn Irish-girl-pale to be phenomenal.)
Um, y'all probably didn't care about that, huh?
That's really about all the fun info I have to share. My wifey is blue tonight, so go cheer her up. I am thinking about going to bed with Joe Mantegna. Er, his voice, I mean. Reading an audiobook to me. >.> Really.
Spent much of last night driving Mom to urgent care because she was having weird vision things. Last week she started noticing lots more floaters in her left eye than she's ever seen. Then yesterday she had a black spot in her vision in that eye, and started getting flashes of light in her peripheral vision. Since she is on meds for hypertension, I thought it prudent for her to see a doctor. Fortunately the doctor was very kind and assured her she wasn't having a stroke. He said he thought it was a migraine, but said she needed to see the opthalmalogist asap. So today she went to our eye doctor, who is an opthalmalogist (that's a damn hard word to type, yo) and found out she has posterior vitreous detachment. Which isn't uncommon in people over 50, and isn't serious, but she's not allowed to take up boxing. She's heart-broken, haha. It can lead to retinal tears or retinal detachment, though, so she has to keep an eye (haha) on her vision and make sure nothing changes drastically, and she goes back to the eye doctor in two months.
While I was in there with her (the nurse apparently decided she was too nervous, and Mom does hate doctor visits) I stepped on the scale and discovered I've dropped 3 pounds since last weighing myself. This is good news both for the Special K diet and for my swimsuit. I really want to wear the bikini I bought three years ago when
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Um, y'all probably didn't care about that, huh?
That's really about all the fun info I have to share. My wifey is blue tonight, so go cheer her up. I am thinking about going to bed with Joe Mantegna. Er, his voice, I mean. Reading an audiobook to me. >.> Really.