Hi Darling Ones,
For the official record, the brain weasels were right.
I have both macular edema and diabetic retinopathy.
THIS NEXT PART IS NOT FOR THE SQUEAMISH PLEASE SKIP
Now I have to go to the eye specialist every four weeks and get medicine injected into my right eye. I am not exaggerating at all. It’s rough. I had it done last week and it took me two days to recover.
THIS PART IS A LITTLE SAFER
I did not take well to the treatment for my eye problems and fainted for the first time in my life. One second I was sitting in the wheelchair feeling woozy and the next I seemed upside down with my feet in the air, chaos filling the room.
When I passed out they tipped me back in the chair and got my feet above my heart.
As I came to they sat me back up and pressed a small can of orange juice into my hands. My mom was crying, telling the medical staff, “I just lost my husband in September. I thought I was losing my daughter too.”
That’s the latest in my avalanche of woe. It sucks, but hopefully the treatments will help and I’ll be able to see clearly again.
Not gonna lie though, I have a mammogram, a pap smear, and a colonoscopy in the coming weeks. I’m worried that the hits will continue. This is what happens when you ignore your body for 50 years.
Thankfully, the Lexapro helps keep brain weasels at bay.
Despite everything, the awfulness remains manageable. I’m graduating from in-home physical & occupational therapy this week, which means I start going to the clinic soon. My goal is to have 0 appointments next week as a birthday gift to myself.
Oh yeah! I almost forgot. My Aunt Anna sent me some lovely white & purple flowers to cheer me up after the fainting incident. It worked.