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SOUL-LESS BLACK HOLE EYES!
Yeah, I just went to the eye doctor again and had them dialated. Been like, what, every month this year, two in January! My eyes continue to get better, my left eye is back to normal. Or as normal as it can be with the whole nearsightedness. But the high blood pressure damage has healed. It has vastly improved in the right as well, much to my surprise. I had figured the "cotton fuzz" would stay there like he originally said. But he tells me today it continues to improve. I guess that's true, my blind spots keeps shrinking. I'm hopeful to have my vision back to what it was before this mess.
My thyroid problems should eventually clear up as well. Pity the blood pressure and renal failure won't...
And holy cow, I keep losing weight! At this rate I will need a completely new wardrobe, underwear included. It's so damned annoying to be honest. I'm getting lost in all my clothing, I liked my shirts big before but now it looks rediculous. Loose pants are terrible, I have to tighten the belt so much it causes them to bunch uncomfortably. And now I'm eating even less than I was because my phosphorus levels were dangerously elevated last time I had bloodwork done. I'm terrified to eat things not listed now, there's no fruit or veggies even listed and the doc said it must be one of them getting me. Looked it up online and it seems corn, bread (knew I was eating too much of that) and sesame seeds (like on burger buns) are what's getting me. So... I cut those things out, the meat could be doing it as well so I guess I'm going to just have to eat only three ounces a day, one for each meal.
Some of my bills are getting paid off too. I'm so much healthier now, feel better than I have in a long time to be honest. I keep having people compliment me on my weight loss too, it feels good but it embarasses me as well to see them look me over several times. I needed to lose the weight but it's sad it came at such a high price. I'm down to 139 now, I was at 160-170 when I went into the hospital. Major change all without being physically active.
I'm still trying to adjust to all of this, some days it's easier than others. Sometimes I'm just so tired of it all and other days I could care less. The thought of living this way the rest of my life saddens me but I did it to myself, there's no one else to blame.
Yeah, I just went to the eye doctor again and had them dialated. Been like, what, every month this year, two in January! My eyes continue to get better, my left eye is back to normal. Or as normal as it can be with the whole nearsightedness. But the high blood pressure damage has healed. It has vastly improved in the right as well, much to my surprise. I had figured the "cotton fuzz" would stay there like he originally said. But he tells me today it continues to improve. I guess that's true, my blind spots keeps shrinking. I'm hopeful to have my vision back to what it was before this mess.
My thyroid problems should eventually clear up as well. Pity the blood pressure and renal failure won't...
And holy cow, I keep losing weight! At this rate I will need a completely new wardrobe, underwear included. It's so damned annoying to be honest. I'm getting lost in all my clothing, I liked my shirts big before but now it looks rediculous. Loose pants are terrible, I have to tighten the belt so much it causes them to bunch uncomfortably. And now I'm eating even less than I was because my phosphorus levels were dangerously elevated last time I had bloodwork done. I'm terrified to eat things not listed now, there's no fruit or veggies even listed and the doc said it must be one of them getting me. Looked it up online and it seems corn, bread (knew I was eating too much of that) and sesame seeds (like on burger buns) are what's getting me. So... I cut those things out, the meat could be doing it as well so I guess I'm going to just have to eat only three ounces a day, one for each meal.
Some of my bills are getting paid off too. I'm so much healthier now, feel better than I have in a long time to be honest. I keep having people compliment me on my weight loss too, it feels good but it embarasses me as well to see them look me over several times. I needed to lose the weight but it's sad it came at such a high price. I'm down to 139 now, I was at 160-170 when I went into the hospital. Major change all without being physically active.
I'm still trying to adjust to all of this, some days it's easier than others. Sometimes I'm just so tired of it all and other days I could care less. The thought of living this way the rest of my life saddens me but I did it to myself, there's no one else to blame.