... I took a turn for the nurse.

So, I've just gotten back from hospital, one week of excruciating boredom. Last week I had my third eye-surgery within 14 months. My right eye feels like it's been chewed up and gone through the intestines of a giraffe, and my left eye just sits there being dumb and not working (as it has for the last 5 years). They've put me back on steroids (to keep inflammation down), making me quite restless and full of both energy and mood-swings. However I'm not allowed to do anything for another week. Any exaggerated motion can shake things out of place, and any continual strain (ie. staring at a computer screen too long) can cause harm. Since I live alone, I don't have anyone nearby to whine to, so I'm using the interwebs (congrats, you've been chosen).

This is the second surgery for glaucoma I've had, and this time they actually implanted a small valve in my eye to regulate the ocular pressure. Last year I got a Trabeculectomy which apparently didn't do the trick. Or it did, until they implanted a small deposit of steroid (Retisert) into my eye, in order to prevent further inflammation (due to a severe and chronic case of uveitis).

Seems like I'm getting abit too technical, so I'll end my rant here by saying: if you got working eyes, don't take them for granted. 10-20 years ago I would've been blind.

I'm sure someone will claim it serves me right, since I never forwarded a chain-letter in my youth, neither did I heed certain religious groups that claimed certain things would make me go blind. I certainly don't regret any of it.