July 7, 2014

    I have to wait until at least 1:00 p.m. before calling to find out what time surgery is scheduled.  I'm not anxious to call, am in fact dreading it.  I kept my appointment this morning with Dr. Sax.  Everything seemed good since last Wednesday's episode, so I was somewhat surprised to find there was a "small retinal tear" which the good doctor lasered.  The procedure was uncomfortable, even painful, and I drove home relying on one eye only.  The doctor said to return in 3-4 weeks, but to call right away if I have any more floaters or flashers.  If so,  I suppose I'll have to alert the hospital staff so it won't seem I'm hallucinating.  Overall, I just feel lower than the proverbial snake's belly.  There must be  a snake in Proverbs, mustn't there?