Eye Results
So much to report on but I'll start with this as it's been asked about and I know a couple of friends are waiting to hear back.
Went to the specialist yesterday. Lynn stayed home to go with me as I was terrified out of my mind. I think asked him at least 5 different times if I could just stay home.
I hate tests where I can't study for them. I hate tests where there's not a right or wrong answer. I hate feeling like I'm crazy. I suspect a lot of it is tied up into an overachieving personality and competitive nature. That's great in some ways but not all.
At first the tests were the normal which line can you read type things. There was a bit of peripheral vision and color blindness testing as well. And then we got to the part that dislike because it makes me feel that I'm letting the crazy out by taking the test. I have to sit in a dark room, stare at a screen with one eye covered, and click a button when I see a light flash. I see shadows move all the time and there's nothing there. I always have and I long ago realized that other people don't see that. Call it seeing spirits, call it my mind misfiring, whatever you call it I'm different because I see it. I generally don't tell people because they give me that look that says "You're nuts and please keep your distance". That's really not a confidence booster. Also? I'm rather scared of the dark, even more so in strange places.
After that they did the think that I honestly feared the most. They dilated my eyes. It seems like such a small thing but it robs me of my ability to see and that freaks me right the hell out. The last few times I've had it done I couldn't see much of anything other than weirdly misshapen colored blobs around me and then they released me to drive myself home. Super safe right? This time it wasn't as drastic of a change. When they had me sit in the waiting room where they had the lights dimmed a bit I could still mostly see, especially distance. I pulled out my knitting, because we all know I can't just sit still. I was knitting along when between one blink and the next I couldn't see my stitches as clearly. I slid my glasses off and could see just fine.
They finally called me to a room and the student Dr asked me several questions. We talked about my medical history and the headaches and the moving shadows. She then apologized and shone a super bright light into my eyes to look at them. Then another person came into take pictures of the backs of my eyes. Then the Dr came in to talk to me and look at my eyes.
Ready for the results of all that?
She said that based on my history and the fact that the headaches aren't new she believes the nerves in the back of my eyes just connect a little differently than other people's; her's do the same thing that mine do. She does want to see me again in 6-8 weeks though, just to be sure that nothing changes.
So basically I'm normal for me. ... So far.
We set up the follow up appointment and made our escape. I was still sensitive to light and having problems seeing up close but with my glasses I could see distance just fine. Good thing Lynn was there to take care of me though. I have the bestest husband.
Went to the specialist yesterday. Lynn stayed home to go with me as I was terrified out of my mind. I think asked him at least 5 different times if I could just stay home.
I hate tests where I can't study for them. I hate tests where there's not a right or wrong answer. I hate feeling like I'm crazy. I suspect a lot of it is tied up into an overachieving personality and competitive nature. That's great in some ways but not all.
At first the tests were the normal which line can you read type things. There was a bit of peripheral vision and color blindness testing as well. And then we got to the part that dislike because it makes me feel that I'm letting the crazy out by taking the test. I have to sit in a dark room, stare at a screen with one eye covered, and click a button when I see a light flash. I see shadows move all the time and there's nothing there. I always have and I long ago realized that other people don't see that. Call it seeing spirits, call it my mind misfiring, whatever you call it I'm different because I see it. I generally don't tell people because they give me that look that says "You're nuts and please keep your distance". That's really not a confidence booster. Also? I'm rather scared of the dark, even more so in strange places.
After that they did the think that I honestly feared the most. They dilated my eyes. It seems like such a small thing but it robs me of my ability to see and that freaks me right the hell out. The last few times I've had it done I couldn't see much of anything other than weirdly misshapen colored blobs around me and then they released me to drive myself home. Super safe right? This time it wasn't as drastic of a change. When they had me sit in the waiting room where they had the lights dimmed a bit I could still mostly see, especially distance. I pulled out my knitting, because we all know I can't just sit still. I was knitting along when between one blink and the next I couldn't see my stitches as clearly. I slid my glasses off and could see just fine.
They finally called me to a room and the student Dr asked me several questions. We talked about my medical history and the headaches and the moving shadows. She then apologized and shone a super bright light into my eyes to look at them. Then another person came into take pictures of the backs of my eyes. Then the Dr came in to talk to me and look at my eyes.
Ready for the results of all that?
She said that based on my history and the fact that the headaches aren't new she believes the nerves in the back of my eyes just connect a little differently than other people's; her's do the same thing that mine do. She does want to see me again in 6-8 weeks though, just to be sure that nothing changes.
So basically I'm normal for me. ... So far.
We set up the follow up appointment and made our escape. I was still sensitive to light and having problems seeing up close but with my glasses I could see distance just fine. Good thing Lynn was there to take care of me though. I have the bestest husband.