Out and about
Lessee now, what have I been up to lately ? Decided to go to the eye clinic Friday afternoon, as my left eye has been painful on and off all week, and suspect the mild optic neuritis is slightly less mild. I have an appointment there to see my neuro next week anyway but I had been told to come in before then if there were any changes. By mid-afternoon I was ready, but tired so had a lie down. Woke up at 4:30 and remembered the clinic closes at 4:00. Later on went out to the pub for the first time in ages and caught up with folks, which was good.
Mon afternoon I did get to the clinic. Eyes were peered at and did Ishihara plates again. Last time I was down a little in the left eye - got 14 of 17. Looked at them again and this time couldn't see any numbers at all on three or four of the plates. Not even enough to make a guess at, as before. It was rather disconcerting: I used to have excellent colour vision, and knew the numbers should be there but I couldn't see anything, Most were as clear as anything with the right eye.
The bloke I saw conferred with the specaiist team first thing Tues morning, and they decided to stick to the appointments scheduled for next week.
As it was a sunny, though windy day, I walked up to the children's hospital and caught a 51 up to Crookes. Had a browse in Help the Aged and bought two fat paperbacks and two balls of golden eyelash wool to have a go at knitting a cosy scarf for my sister-in-law, Sharon. Haven't tried knitting with this yarn before, and don't know how big a scarf I'll get with 2x50g, so there may be some experimenting. Called in at the greengrocers too, and treated myself to a bottle of root beer, which I do like.
D&D was this evening, unusually. We finished meandering around in the Cretaceous period, living off strips of dried snake and dinosaur, and are now in 1611, getting roped into a production of Macbeth at the Globe. My character, Daniel, is playing Banquo. Daniel is at least a professional performer in his 21st C life - albeit a ballet dancer, not an actor. Now Jill has moved to Southampton, Ven has retired from GMing and introduced a new character with knowledge of magic and faeries, to replace Jill's character. Gilbert was stolen as a baby by the faeries and has just been kicked out by them, now he's turned 16 and isnt' cute any more. He's now attached to our party, and it's like having a puppy, except that we've said: "Mum, he followed me home. Do I have to keep him ?"
Mon afternoon I did get to the clinic. Eyes were peered at and did Ishihara plates again. Last time I was down a little in the left eye - got 14 of 17. Looked at them again and this time couldn't see any numbers at all on three or four of the plates. Not even enough to make a guess at, as before. It was rather disconcerting: I used to have excellent colour vision, and knew the numbers should be there but I couldn't see anything, Most were as clear as anything with the right eye.
The bloke I saw conferred with the specaiist team first thing Tues morning, and they decided to stick to the appointments scheduled for next week.
As it was a sunny, though windy day, I walked up to the children's hospital and caught a 51 up to Crookes. Had a browse in Help the Aged and bought two fat paperbacks and two balls of golden eyelash wool to have a go at knitting a cosy scarf for my sister-in-law, Sharon. Haven't tried knitting with this yarn before, and don't know how big a scarf I'll get with 2x50g, so there may be some experimenting. Called in at the greengrocers too, and treated myself to a bottle of root beer, which I do like.
D&D was this evening, unusually. We finished meandering around in the Cretaceous period, living off strips of dried snake and dinosaur, and are now in 1611, getting roped into a production of Macbeth at the Globe. My character, Daniel, is playing Banquo. Daniel is at least a professional performer in his 21st C life - albeit a ballet dancer, not an actor. Now Jill has moved to Southampton, Ven has retired from GMing and introduced a new character with knowledge of magic and faeries, to replace Jill's character. Gilbert was stolen as a baby by the faeries and has just been kicked out by them, now he's turned 16 and isnt' cute any more. He's now attached to our party, and it's like having a puppy, except that we've said: "Mum, he followed me home. Do I have to keep him ?"