You put your head in here and they shine strobe lights across your retinas.
I brought him along to be my ears while they threw large numbers and payment plans around like confetti at a party.
I will get cataract surgery. I really don't want a payment plan no matter how cheerfully they tell me about it. I will get the economy car. I was so hoping to wait til I would have Medicare for some of this. Since my vision is like looking through milk glass the waiting is over.
I love milk glass and went a little overboard with it at tag sales in the last couple of months. I should have been saving for Lasik.
|Milk Glass and Ironstone|
Today I took advantage of another afternoon off work and went to the dentist. A vast improvement on my vision quest. They gave me a tooth brush and the smallest little spindle of dental floss I have ever seen. A really sweet hygenist took pretty pictures of my teeth.
She was super sweet and told me "it doesn't have to be this way..." not sure what she meant. I think she just felt sorry for me and was trying to be comforting since she also said, " you will need a blood transfusion after this." Thank fully she didn't find anything new to tell my friendly dentist about. I was allowed to go home with some modicum of pride left. I confided in her that dentists scare me and that was why it had been a year and a half since my last confession er cleaning. I know that is horrible. I'm a nurse and we make crappy patients anyway. That is my excuse.
My afternoons off are all used up now. So there will be no more appointments for awhile.
I promise I am never going to the gynecologist with my camera. I will spare you that. I never plan to go there again any way if I can help it.