dchenes: (Default)
Here we go again.

I now REALLY have to get a new ophthalmologist. I need new lenses, and my current insurance doesn't cover my current eye doctor. (Harvard changed insurance on me. My old insurance had also stopped covering my current ophthalmologist, but I wasn't in need of new lenses when they did that, so I hadn't started looking very hard for a new ophthalmologist.)

The problem is that given my history of retinal tears, I really do want to see an ophthalmologist, not an optometrist. Which means I don't want to go to LensCrafters or similar for eye exams. I haven't a clue where to find ophthalmologists outside the New England Eye Center (my current eye doctor) or MEEI (which my new insurance will cover, but which is a bit of a hike from both work and home).

So does anyone in the Boston metro area have an ophthalmologist they like who isn't at the New England Eye Center?

[ETA: Never mind. I made an appointment with MEEI anyway. I hope the doctors are more personable than the people who make the appointments.]
dchenes: (Default)
I had the follow-up appointment from my latest round of retina surgery this morning. Being as how the appointment was at 8:10, and being as how I am not a morning person, I was running slightly late, and I managed to forget my sunglasses. So here I am, at work, freaking people out because my eyes are dilated and being annoyed because my vision is blurry. My retina is fine, and I go back in July so they can tell me that again.

Tonight is granola night. Yesterday I decided, for no reason at all, that I wanted to make granola, and I would have made it last night except for the fact that I ended up going out to dinner with my boss last night. That was fun. It did, however, mean that I didn't get to Trader Joe's to buy cashews and dried cherries and all that sort of stuff. Cashews and pecans and dried cherries and raisins, I think. (Drat, now I'm hungry.)

Apparently my eyes being tired means the rest of me thinks it's tired too. Naptime sounds like a lovely idea.

90 days

Mar. 3rd, 2006 12:33 pm
dchenes: (Default)
Today is my 90th day of employment. In celebration thereof, there appears to be pie.

Today was also the day of my eye doctor appointment. I was right, my prescription has changed in both eyes. That was the easy part. I had said I had been seeing flashes in my left eye, and the doctor walked me across the room to have the retina specialists look at me. Lo and behold, my right retina had a small hole in it, and they lasered it, and I'm sitting at work in my sunglasses (and taking more flak for working in my sunglasses than I am for coming in an hour later than I said I would, and thereby causing the staff meeting to be put off until Monday or so).

So it's been an interesting morning, but at least there's pie. And I have to get on the phone with my doctor's office, because I need a retroactive referral for the eye surgery because they did it as an emergency procedure.

I would say it was naptime if I didn't have a list of stuff to get through, and if I hadn't gotten to work at 11:30 in the first place.


Feb. 9th, 2006 12:52 pm
dchenes: (Default)
Hooray, I have an eye doctor appointment in March! (Which, I'm reasonably certain, is going to result in a new prescription for contact lenses and another referral to the retina specialist, because I suspect I have another hole in my left retina. I'd really like to know how I do that, so I can stop.)

I need to go see my GP, too, but I'm in a little less of a hurry about that. Mostly because I want to be able to see straight, and also because the eye doctor doesn't require me to sit around in a paper nightgown. Besides, the GP's office staff were out at lunch when I called, so I have to call them back anyway.
dchenes: (Default)
I decided, this morning, that since my hip was doing something odd but not exactly painful, I was going to walk it out and see if that helped. Lo and behold, it did. I walked up to Trader Joe's since I was out of coffee, and stuck my head in the bank on the way and discovered I actually can pay the utility bills for this month. Of course, that will leave me with $19 in the bank after all's said and done, but I'm not thinking about that tonight. I'm going to be happy I can pay this month's bills, and stop there.

I put in my last spare pair of lenses, and wow, is that better! I still think my retina has a small tear in it again, though. For now I'm filing that under "fix ASAP, heavier on the P than the S". Last time I had that fixed, the doctor said I had a couple of other small tears that had healed by themselves.

The air has definitely changed. The towels I use in the morning dry in 24 hours now (thank goodness), and I've been constantly thirsty since yesterday.

As of two weeks or so ago, I suddenly get Toon Disney without having to pay extra for it. Not only that, they're still running one of my favorite old shows, albeit at half past midnight. So I set up the VCR to tape it for me, because I'm not generally up that late any more.

I also dyed my hair again today, so of course it smells funny. It surprises me how long it takes me to stop noticing that.
dchenes: (Default)
All right, any time these bloody migraines would like to stop and let me get some actual work done, that would be very nice, thanks. I can't read if I can't see straight, I can't write if I can't think straight and I can't do anything at all if I'm lying flat out in bed trying to keep my breakfast where it belongs before falling asleep for a couple of hours.

I swear I've torn my retina again. Unfortunately I don't have insurance that covers that stuff any more, and I can't afford to have it fixed again without insurance.

I am not pleased about this.


Mar. 7th, 2003 01:49 pm
dchenes: (Default)
There's procrastination, which is why I didn't get my grad school application mailed until February 28, and then there's PROCRASTINATION, which is why I've spent almost the entire day so far copying and/or printing out everything having to do with a student who is apparently suing the school. I found out at about 10:00 this morning that all our records regarding him had been subpoenaed and are due somewhere else on Monday morning. I have another eye appointment at 3:30, so I had to get everything copied before that.

Speaking of eye appointments, the retina man poked and prodded and shone lights in my eyes and said "Oh, look at that, you've got a small tear in your left retina", and shot a laser at it to build up scar tissue so it won't tear any further. The laser treatment gave me exactly the same kind of eye-socket headache I get when I have a migraine, so I wonder if the migraines tore the retina or if the retina tearing gave me the migraines.

Anyway, today I go to my regular eye doctor for a new contact lens prescription, which I also need. Next week I go back to the retina man again to make sure I'm healing the way I should. I think I'm going to be tired of eye doctors for quite a while after this.

Happy Friday, all!
dchenes: (Default)
I got home late-ish last night and didn't have the energy to kick the kittens out of my room before I went to bed, so I just left the door open a bit and went to bed anyway. Result: I did get sleep, but I didn't get quite enough sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night and found Zoe washing my elbow for no apparent reason.

I go see the retina specialist in an hour and a half or so. I really hope everything worked out the way it was supposed to, referral-wise, but it's too late to do anything about it now if it didn't, and I was too busy yesterday to remember to do anything about it then. I'm trying not to be nervous about this appointment, but the more I try, the harder it gets.

It feels like it should be Friday, except it isn't. And it's snowing.
dchenes: (Default)
At the risk of becoming a bore, here I am again.

Last evening just sucked, and there's nothing else to say about it.

Today, so far, has been better in most ways. I'm alone in the office, blasting the New World Symphony through my computer speakers (which are really awful, but they're what I've got). I'd plug in my headphones instead, but then I wouldn't be able to hear the phone.

This morning I finally got around to making an appointment with my eye doctor, and when I told the receptionist why I wanted the soonest possible appointment, she went eek! and told me to call the retina specialists and make an appointment with them too. So I did, and then I had to call my regular doctor for a referral (ah, insurance...but I'm SO glad I have it...) Five or so phone calls later, I'm seeing the retina specialist next Thursday. If I do have a detached retina, or a retina with a hole in it, I wonder what they can do about it? I'm not really in a position to spend umpteen thousand dollars on eye surgery, if it comes to that. (I'm being an alarmist again; I haven't even seen the specialist yet!)

This cold I thought I had seems to be very low-level, which is fine by me. I don't even notice it until I sneeze, which isn't happening as much lately.

I have to take the Bloodthirsty Jungle Demons to the vet again on Saturday. They're definitely growing. They look more like small adult cats than like kittens; they're finally starting to grow into their ears. Unfortunately they're also getting less tentative about using claws. I've got scratches on my right hand, left arm, right leg and right foot. I think I'll ask the vet about clipping their claws.

I really must remember to mail my taxes.
dchenes: (Default)
Yesterday I did absolutely nothing. I was going to go out, and mail bills, and have lunch somewhere, but none of that happened. I stayed home and slept, and took a bath, and watched the History Channel, and slept some more. While I was taking the bath, all three kittens got into the bathroom, and Bonnie went swimming by accident. It's amazing how offended a wet cat can get.

So here I am, back at work, answering the same questions I've been answering for two weeks now, and trying desperately not to tell the Monday and Friday faculty member that just because I haven't heard anything about whether or not the forms for his new office keys have been processed or not, I'm not trying to personally insult him, and he can stop being annoyed at me for it.

If I could have held out through yesterday, I would have taken today off and avoided the situation. I think, however, that I stayed home on the right day. In the best of all possible situations, I'd be home today too, but my conscience won't support a four-day weekend the week before a three-day weekend.

Somebody stole my pen again yesterday. These pens are refillable, but in four years I've refilled one once, because they always get stolen before they run out.

Hillary says the batch of soup I made for Tuesday was extraordinary. I wonder what I did?

My parents might be coming to visit this weekend, except that next weekend they have to go to a memorial service in NH and they haven't decided if they want to go anywhere this weekend.

I never did manage to see an opthalmologist. I think I'll just make my annual appointment with my regular eye doctor next month and have done with it. I'd think a detached retina would hurt, and this doesn't. I just see random silver flashes.

I'm still tired. I hope I can make it through the rest of the day.
dchenes: (Default)
I went to the doctor today, the upshot of which is I have to see an opthalmologist ASAP about the silver flashes I've been seeing for six months. They look like a camera flash going off, and there's no pattern I can find in when they show up. The doctor wants to make sure I'm not getting a detached retina or something. She couldn't see anything abnormal, which is good. Part of me wants to have a visible reason for the flashes, and part of me wants to be right about them being migraine-related.

I also got a tetanus shot, and five minutes later they took blood out of the same arm. At least that particular combination will only happen about once every ten years. In any case, my arm hurts.

Speaking of hurt, I'm discovering that not moving is a lot like moving, at least in this case. You have to pack everything up in boxes to get it someplace else, and you wind up buying a whole lot of stuff. My denuded bookshelves look pretty sad.

Why do I check my work e-mail from home, when I know perfectly well I can't do anything about it until I get back to work?
dchenes: (Default)
I think I'm finally almost to the point where things are coming into the kitchen as fast as they're leaving it. Yesterday we got a replacement butcher-block counter, and new oven mitts, and a coffee machine. China Fair, as it turns out, is closed on Sundays, but I can go deal with that on Wednesday since I'm taking the afternoon off for a doctor's appointment which won't take all afternoon.

I'm so tired. All I want to do is sleep. Making my brain work is like forcing a pound of cold oatmeal through a keyhole, and I would love it if the silver flashes I keep seeing would go away. It doesn't feel like I had most of last week off. I suppose being dead tired is an improvement over yesterday, when I was feeling overweight and depressed. Today I'm too tired to care whether I'm overweight and depressed.

Oh, hooray, here comes the headache.


Jul. 19th, 2002 10:30 am
dchenes: (Default)
Hooray, it's Friday!

I got awakened at 5:45 this morning by a torrential downpour. That was cool, though. The rain was coming down so hard it sounded like hail when it hit the window. It was also cool because 5:45 is far enough from 6:50 (when my alarm goes off) that I could lie there and sort of half fall asleep and listen to the rain. It's vaguely ironic that I had to take a shower this morning; I could have just gone outside and stood in the rain...not. :)

In case you didn't know that Amtrak is in trouble, consider this: I'm taking the train to visit my parents in CT this weekend. It now costs $79 round trip. When I started doing this, it cost $52. Not only that, but there's exactly one train I can take to get back to Boston, and it gets me there at midnight on Sunday. I guess Amtrak has decided to run fewer trains on the one route that makes it any money.

I keep seeing metallic flashes. I think it's a very mild form of the weird thing my vision does when I get a migraine. What happens then is I start losing patches of vision behind glowing silver spots. With the flashes, I don't actually ever get a headache, but the idea of having a very low-level migraine for three solid weeks bothers me. I should probably go see the doctor about it, but I have a sneaky suspicion that as long as it doesn't hurt, they won't do anything about it. Or they'd want to run every test in the world and I'd wind up paying a zillion dollars so they can tell me there's nothing they can do about it.

In celebration of nothing in particular:

Some primal termite knocked on wood,
And tasted it, and found it good,
And that is why your cousin May
Fell through the parlor floor today.

--Ogden Nas
Page generated Sep. 23rd, 2017 07:54 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios