Does anyone else have this issue with Multiple sclerosis?
The fuzziness comes and goes, so I am hopeful, that it will not continue.
Although, I had been legally blind before, as well as legally blonde, ha! Now a redhead!
Not so funny I had a very bad neurologist who said my cataract was not worth fixing due to my poor eyesight from the MS. Way back in the earlier part of the 2010s.
And I foolishly believed her, I was deemed legally blind back then due to having only one functioning eye for near reading. I had surgery on my left eye and it was made my near-reading one back in 2010. But my right eye's cataract grew and grew causing the defect and blindness in that eye. By the time I found an eye doctor willing to take it out with a successful cataract removal, who was Dr. Klein who had been on the ship Doctors Without Borders and knew exactly what he was saying when he referred to my right eye having a third-world cataract! That was back in 2014 when he did remove it...
Dr. Klein has since passed away from complications of COVID-19, just a couple months older than me.
So the only conclusion is that the MS is messing with my sight again.
I was just to the new eye doctor, Doogie Houser-esque, and I do believe that is what he told my neurologist who told me that is causing my eye issues.
So many other things going on too...
Let me introduce you to the crew...
I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name... ha! And without hesitation, the teenager had said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never found out the girl's name; mom liked Aussie too. Since then, we have discovered that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even say unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me: I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! I am a standard Australian Shepherd! Although I am now six years old, I am the baby, though I am the largest of the fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am just right, ha!
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken- out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter.
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.
I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog it had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18 on clear out the shelters day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!
Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am nine years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes!
I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays, too! I was the last to be adopted on January 23, 2020.
I had been wandering the neighborhood for days, and then I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there...
The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!
The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.
Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!
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