And I still don’t know!
Today has been one of those days that should never happen to anybody – least of all to me.
Today was the day I went to hospital to see the Oculist to discover why I am losing my right eye.
Naturally, I am unable to risk the long drive to Málaga so I took the bus which entailed getting up at 4am to do a little work, walking the dogs at 6am and then catching the bus at 8am. That all went like clockwork.
With a couple of hours to kill in Málaga I decided to have breakfast. Two cups of coffee, toasted pitufo with olive oil and salt (I decided garlic might not be a good idea) and a chocolate coated palmera. That all went down a treat.
From there the day went bad.
A wind sprang from nowhere that required walking at an angle of 45º – into the wind was the only safe way to go, though you could have walked backwards – which meant I was denied the opportunity to do a little window shopping. I decided that the best thing would be to wait in the hospital. Naturally I was there in plenty of time.
The oculist wasn’t.
30 minutes after my appointment time and more after the times of the people before me, the oculist turned up and I was called in a short time thereafter.
“We sent you some drops. Have you put them in your eyes?” she asked. Unfortunately I had not received any drops so I didn’t have them in my eyes. Drops were administered and I was told to wait until they took effect, when they would call me. It so happened that every person who arrived after me had not received any drops either so the appointent list became a drops administration list which the nurse worked through before starting to call us for our examinations.
I have never had a painful eye test before but this one was absolute agony. My eye was forced open and held open with some sort of device while a concentrated 3 megawatt light (that’s what it felt like, any way) was shined into it. I think my pain threshold has disappeared with my advancing age.
After a very thorough look, the oculist told me that I have a growth (it’s always ‘a growth’) that was over my retina and distorting the shape of my eye. Well I thought that at least now they would know what can be done. Not a bit of it. I now have to wait for a retina specialist to see me and find out if anything can be done.
When I got back to Coín I discovered that the strong wind had got here before me and blown all my plants to one end of the balcony and done some quite severe damage to them. It was only 3.30pm so I made a wish that this day would end quickly.
And I still don’t know precisely what the problem is with my eye.
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