Now I see you, now I don't!

Yep, lefty (my good eye) was playing with me a bit of yesterday and all morning long; going blurry on and off and so I called consult-a-nurse, while Hubby was asleep in the wee hours of the morning, to find out to whom I should entrust with my diagnosis of my eye issue…and amazingly she came up with the most logical idea, from my two suggestions, either my neuro, since my history of optic neuritis or my ophthalmologist, due to it being an eye thingy and not knowing if my cataract lens now needed to be laser fixed due to its fogging getting more so. Her decision was to contact the one who could take me first and historically it has been the eye doc and so I chose him! Actually, he has the power to check for either situation and so in reality it should have been a no brainer, but my brain although soft and mushy and laden with lesions and ischemias still has to know what you would do, i.e. a professional opinion, or not at times, when I make the mistake and decide for myself. And we all know how that can turn out. My exam went well, and both eyes were dilated, although I wonder why they bother with righty, since they know it doesn’t do anything, the bum. Any-who, I hadn’t been to see the good doctor since April, I asked, who can remember with our busy lifestyle, NOT! And he, after a careful examination and my input on my two theories; he felt that the optic nerve was just fine and the cataract lens was indeed cloudy. And he requested a return trip to see my surgery doc in a couple of days for another consultation to see if the laser surgery will be a happening thingy. The only problem since the visit is the rate in which my dilations have comeback, righty quite quickly and lefty still waiting. I suppose according to Hubby and the Internet not as much drops were put into righty and they that is the net, says that us blue-eyed gals or guys take longer to UN-dilate. Makes sense to someone, but I am not sure it does to me. We got out just in time to go to lunch at TGI Fridays where we get points and nachos and salsa and their two for ten dollars menu is a great deal, try it you will like it! From there, gas at Sam’s Club for the bargain price of $3.27.9 a gallon, five cents cheaper than any of the others we passed on the trail, Tamiami that is on the way up there. In the end answers were had by all and I again had an outing with another one coming up. Gosh, we jet setters sure know how to live, hmm, kidding, of course. There was a time when I did go over there and here and everywhere… and so I am still happy to be here where I belong and need to be at this point in my life… oh, where is that you so boldly ask, why at home with HUBBY of course! On that more pleasant note of how things can be better if you trust what you know to be your life and enjoy it, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy, happy good night, since last night I did forget to wish you a happy one I did two, and ask you to also kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?