So you know when you pop to the eye clinic on a Monday morning for a check up because there’s a floater in your left eye that makes it look like you’re viewing the world through a pair of glasses with a mosquito squished on the lens. Oh and over the weekend there’s been a flood of little floaters join in so it’s now like you’re a cliche bank robber with a stocking over your face. And in your head all those years of watching Star Trek has cooked up an eyeball-jelly-eating alien worm which is laying its eggs in your eye and preparing to burst out through your face. The next thing a nurse is slapping a hospital wristband on you, drawing an arrow in biro over your left eye and asking if you might be pregnant for the consent form because the consultant has found your retina is torn in two places and you need immediate surgery, correction *laser* surgery…?
Well that was how my week started
How did I tear my retina not once but twice?! Was it a badly stifled sneeze? A particularly harrowing episode of Stranger Things? Am I tearing my retina right now? Who on earth knows. Anyway, bloody brilliant service from the Prince Charles Eye Unit on Windsor, in, diagnosed, lasered and out within two hours. Just the rest of the day to try and calm down, the squashed mosquito and alien eggs are still there while my eye reabsorbs them (yuck!) but otherwise all is good.
How was your day?!!
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