Ask for this great Deliverer now, and find him
Eyeless in Gaza, at the mill with slaves,
Himself in bonds under Philistian yoke.
— John Milton, from “Samson Agonistes”
Well, not really. And thank God I’m not in Gaza, eyeless or otherwise.
I just returned from a visit to the retinal specialist, who — after an hour and a half of dilating my pupils, injections, shining extremely bright lights into my eyeballs, and other unpleasant invasions of my personal space — was able to narrow down the diagnosis of what ails my left eye.
It is one of two conditions, both of which involve the accumulation and leakage of unwanted fluid in the retina:
|1.||Central serous choroidopathy|
The first one is relatively benign. Its causes are not always clear, but it generally resolves itself after a period of time. The second one involves the growth of new “fronds” of blood vessels in the retina, and is one of the major causes of macular degeneration.
The doctor thinks my condition is most likely the first of those two, central serous choroidopathy, which makes me guardedly optimistic. He wants me to postpone any further treatment for several weeks, and then pay him a return visit for another evaluation.
The second possibility — choroidal neovascularization — is nowadays considered treatable, but the treatment involves nasty procedures that I don’t even want to think about.
So, for the time being, I take it easy, and continue to blog with one eye. I went to Rite Aid on the way home and picked up a one-size-fits all (and both eyes) pirate patch for $3. Alas, it’s a piece of crap, and won’t fit under my glasses. Thus, for right now, I’m still working with this annoying piece of cotton padding taped to my face.
Posting will probably remain light for a while, but I hope to return to something closer to my normal level over the next week or so.
It’s hard to tell for certain, but the area of visual distortion in my left eye seems to be becoming more diffuse. Or it may also be that it’s just my imagination, and I’m simply getting used to my current condition, my new “normal”.
They say you can get used to anything.
For those readers who recommended certain supplements and dietary options: Dymphna has taken all of the suggestions in, and adopted most of them. My new regimen has begun.