Yesterday, where was I? At the optometrist’s office, having my retina checked. Because possibly I’m a hypochondriac. Here’s the story: At my last visit, he said, Hey, lady, you have dreadfully strong contacts prescriptions. You should be very alert for the following symptom: if by chance you ever see some weird fluidy floating, light-flashing ripples in your lower or upper fields of vision, you need to come in right away. Because your retina is probably detatching, and if you don’t deal with it RIGHT AWAY, you will be blind. (“Dealing with it” involves knives and surgeons and several days spent on one’s face in a hospital bed.) To which I said, oh, sure. No problem. So yesterday, I worked my little guts out in the garden (which has no snow in it today, but just wait till tomorrow and the next 3 days, ick), doing many hours of inexplicable manual labor. Then I came inside. And got these weird fluidy floating, light-flashing ripples in my lower field of vision.
Are you worried? I was, just a little.
Turns out that thanks to my ridiculously large pupils, he could check me out without putting those manga-inducing eyedrops in, and I’m fine. No retinal detatchment. Just a migrane. Oh, that’s funny. Symptoms can be precisely the same. So as if having a migraine wasn’t pleasant enough, I can now worry that I’m also going blind. I think I should stop doing manual labor. Agreed?
Here’s where I am now: In Mrs. Garloch’s awesome Honors classes Tuesday and Wednesday. We talk books and writing and publishing and creating and reading and eating cupcakes and post-apocalyptic zombie mermaids. We’re having fun. At least I am having fun. Mrs. Garloch loves Shakespeare and at least two of my kids, so she has my eternal devotion. Even though she prefers chocolate to buttered popcorn.
And Thursday? I’m signing books at the BYU Women’s Conference. I’ll be in the bookstore from 11:00 until 1:00, and then I’m going to eat sushi with my friend H. Hooray for book signings! Hooray for H! Hooray for sushi!
(And I need to explain the sugar content of yesterday’s post: I am no longer “off” sugar. I’m half-off. I’m trying to be more a nibbler than an inhaler. I ate just enough of that breakfast-dessert goodness to last me most of the day. Until I had a lemon bar for dessert. And nothing yet today, thanks.)
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If you ever have ANY eye related question just email me okay? Neil’s an optometrist and he’s pledged himself to answer all my friends questions. And promptly too. Sorry about the migraine but yay for not needing eye surgery!
I’m cuddling a baby. And typing one handed.
If you ever have ANY eye related question just email me okay? Neil’s an optometrist and he’s pledged himself to answer all my friends questions. And promptly too. Sorry about the migraine but yay for not needing eye surgery!
I’m cuddling a baby. And typing one handed.
I have the same migraine symptom….every time. Plus I get those little floatie light thingies when I do something strenuous…like get flipped upside down by my crazy husband. Sorry about all of that.
I am trying to get over the world’s yuckiest cold/cough, while eating the remaining crumbs out of a pie plate and figuring out what to serve as a side dish to Chicken Tikka Masala.
Take care of yourself!
I have the same migraine symptom….every time. Plus I get those little floatie light thingies when I do something strenuous…like get flipped upside down by my crazy husband. Sorry about all of that.
I am trying to get over the world’s yuckiest cold/cough, while eating the remaining crumbs out of a pie plate and figuring out what to serve as a side dish to Chicken Tikka Masala.
Take care of yourself!
I am figuring out if we’re moving to Wyoming or staying put. I think we’re staying put. So technically, I’m in Christiansburg, Va–one of the prettiest, most wonderful towns in the world–sitting in the basement of my bi-level house, typing on my computer, reading Becca’s blog.
You sound like a sugar-aholic like me, if that thing for breakfast and a lemon bar for dessert is a good day for you.
I am figuring out if we’re moving to Wyoming or staying put. I think we’re staying put. So technically, I’m in Christiansburg, Va–one of the prettiest, most wonderful towns in the world–sitting in the basement of my bi-level house, typing on my computer, reading Becca’s blog.
You sound like a sugar-aholic like me, if that thing for breakfast and a lemon bar for dessert is a good day for you.
I’m terrified of eye problems. I cut my cornea once and ever since them, I’m so scared that I’ll lose my eyesight.
I’m sorry for the migraines, Becca. I hope you’re feeling better soon. *hugs*
p.s. I have a copy of RRO and it desperately needs to be signed by a spectacular woman whose initials are B.W.
I’m terrified of eye problems. I cut my cornea once and ever since them, I’m so scared that I’ll lose my eyesight.
I’m sorry for the migraines, Becca. I hope you’re feeling better soon. *hugs*
p.s. I have a copy of RRO and it desperately needs to be signed by a spectacular woman whose initials are B.W.
So glad you’re not blind. Or going blind. Hopefully the migraine is over. I went through about a 1 month period where I was having them almost every day. It stunk. No rhyme or reason.
I am turning my house upside down because I have misplaced my thumb drive. I want to bash my head into a wall. Ever hear of backing up your files? Can you say stress eating? THAT’S where I am.
So glad you’re not blind. Or going blind. Hopefully the migraine is over. I went through about a 1 month period where I was having them almost every day. It stunk. No rhyme or reason.
I am turning my house upside down because I have misplaced my thumb drive. I want to bash my head into a wall. Ever hear of backing up your files? Can you say stress eating? THAT’S where I am.
And then your crazy neighbors come over and have you play games that require jumping, blowing, and contorting facial muscles in your migraine head. So sorry, you are such a good sport. The lemon bars were oh so yummy!
And then your crazy neighbors come over and have you play games that require jumping, blowing, and contorting facial muscles in your migraine head. So sorry, you are such a good sport. The lemon bars were oh so yummy!
Yeah, I get the little floaties. It happens when I’m tired. Or hormonal. Or diet coke deprived. And yes, yay for not having surgery.
How cool are you? Book signing at the women’s conference! Hey, everyone! Becca and I are friends! You hear that? FRIENDS!! I have friends who are beautiful and smart and don’t have to have surgery AND do book signings at women’s conference!
How cool am I?? That’s right. THAT cool.
Yeah, I get the little floaties. It happens when I’m tired. Or hormonal. Or diet coke deprived. And yes, yay for not having surgery.
How cool are you? Book signing at the women’s conference! Hey, everyone! Becca and I are friends! You hear that? FRIENDS!! I have friends who are beautiful and smart and don’t have to have surgery AND do book signings at women’s conference!
How cool am I?? That’s right. THAT cool.
When your blog switched over, my blog reader quit pulling it up regularly. I won’t get anything for days and then, like today, I’ll get 8 posts at once. I used to hate it. Now I sort of love it because I got to sit here reading for fifteen minutes and just enjoy peeking inside your mind. It makes me happy.
And that sounded scary but I bet you get it.
I would also like to say you’re gorgeous with the most wonderful sparkly eyes.
(That’s also scary sounding.)
And I loved the necklace you wore on Thursday and forgot to say that.
When your blog switched over, my blog reader quit pulling it up regularly. I won’t get anything for days and then, like today, I’ll get 8 posts at once. I used to hate it. Now I sort of love it because I got to sit here reading for fifteen minutes and just enjoy peeking inside your mind. It makes me happy.
And that sounded scary but I bet you get it.
I would also like to say you’re gorgeous with the most wonderful sparkly eyes.
(That’s also scary sounding.)
And I loved the necklace you wore on Thursday and forgot to say that.