And we’re back!


I was in the ER for hours, and I do mean hours. They ran all types of tests on me and my eyes, and they determined that I had a detached retina. The ophthalmologist who was on call for the ER that evening didn’t think it was a real emergency, and he told them to send me to his office 25 miles away the next day. This annoyed me, and the physician’s assistant in the ER told me he didn’t think it would be a big deal for me to just call the ophthalmologist on the following Monday (which was Juneteenth) and let them know what happened at the ER. He told me to tell them I would need to be seen right away. 

And we’re back!

Eye, aye, I


I went to Starbucks to get my usual quad shot of espresso (blonde) over light ice in a venti cup with extra cinnamon caramel cream cold foam (all the way to the top). The sun kicked my healing eye’s ass the entire time. I’m learning that “healing” is not as instantaneous as I may want it to be.

Still, I can see out of an eye I previously couldn’t. It’s still blurry, but I have the full range of vision in my eye, and for that, I am truly grateful.

Happy Friday.