24 January 2001
2:56 PM: o/~ with the goo goo googly eyes! o/~
Well I pissed off the ophthfttthmammalianologist again Today, because I just can't hold my head and eyeball still while he pokes it. But he also wasn't believing the readings he was getting. They were worse than last week, and in both eyes this time.
So, neat. Glaucoma. "Or pre-glaucoma, or whatever you want to call it, doesn't matter." My eyes are too bulgy. Talk about name karma. Shee.
Funny how the potential for heart attacks, lung cancer, emphysema and general bad death stuff has never really bothered me enough to change my behavior. But blindness, that's quite different. That's no reading, no movies, no television, no skies, no cute girls in summer dresses, no mountains, no rainclouds, no flowers. Unacceptable.
So now I have to start putting eyedrops in every day and hope for good things. Hahahahahahahahahahaha oh excuse me but that is something I do so well, you know. Hope.
I blame you.
6:13 PM: Oh! I forgot the best part. I was on the way out of the doctor's office this morning when I remembered why I had come there in the first place. So I sort of stuck my head in his little room and asked, "So, what's causing the spots in my eyes, then?"
"I have no idea."
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
All names are fake, most places are real, the author is definitely unreliable but it's all in good fun. Yep.
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