Good morning from a wet Bristol. I hope it’ll clear by the time I leave for Spanish. The last class before Easter.
Yesterday , after the usual fight for an emergency appointment at the optician, I left home at 10 for a bus.
I saw someone, who wasn’t sure what I had, called his supervisor who said she thought it was an infection of the white of my eye and I had to go to the eye hospital asap. I bought myself a sandwich on the way and got registered there.
The usual tests and 3 hour wait. The specialist did more tests and too many bright lights, etc., told me I had an inflammation of the iris. ( I had no idea that could happen!). I have been prescribed steroid eye drops to be put in hourly for one week, reducing by an hour weekly, for seven weeks. I am to be reviewed in a fortnight.
The prescription was dispensed at the Royal Infirmary on another campus. Got there, had yet another wait…. I finally left by 5 pm. Excellent and kind treatment, but, oh, the patience one needs. Fortunately, I had bought a new book with me and was halfway through it by the end!
I took the bus to see an anxious DD who I’d kept informed throughout, in my new “openness”.
I got home at 8pm. It had been a very long day.
My eye feels a great deal better already, most of the pain in my eyeball has gone, which is good.
I hope Urms has a good journey home after her break. Hugs all round. Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩🦩