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I wrote a rather lengthy post yesterday evening summarizing and commenting on everything that I watched or thought about this weekend, only to have LJ eat it when I pushed the "update journal" button, telling me that my journal was currently in read-only mode, for some unknown reason, and to try again later -- except, of course, that when I hit the "back" button, my entire post was gone and I had nothing but a blank "update" page before me.

I'm not going to try to recreate it, but in case anyone's been wondering why I haven't posted recently . . . well, now you know.

On a completely unrelated topic, I have once again been told that my eyes are fine, no signs of infection or anything except allergic histamine responses , and that I don't need new glasses and the pressure in my eyes and the state of my optic nerves are all fine and dandy. Which is very nice to know, of course. Though I'm slightly less thrilled about having had my pupils dilated for the second time in six months . . . especially since the opthalmalogical intern's blithe assurance that the effect would only last for 'about four hours' turned out to be about four hours short of reality. They put the drops in at 9:30 this morning, and I was still feeling out-of-focus and super light-sensitive at 5 PM.

Still, the intern was very cute and personable, and had the same lack of depth perception that I have (though he'd had the surgery to stop whichever eye he's not using at the moment from immediately drifting off to the side -- his not-in-use eye now only drifts a teensy bit when he switches from one eye to the other). And the new expert doctor they'd referred me to gave me free samples of medication, as well as her assurances that -- having put me through every test possible -- my eyes are in good shape, if you don't count the mucous.

(Suddenly I'm flashing on Giles and Spike in Giles' car in "A New Man" -- "Well, you've got the mucous going for you . . .")

Oh, and I played my first game of Super Scrabble last night and won the game, 900-something to 800-something. Yes, it takes longer, but the greatly increased opportunities for scoring are quite exhilerating, at least until you get the board so full that you can no longer find room to use all seven letters in a single turn.

I guess that's everything I didn't put in yesterday's "eaten-by-LJ-dingoes" post.
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posted by [identity profile] missmurchison.livejournal.com at 01:48am on 23/03/2005
Cute interns make up for a lot! I'm very glad you got good news, and think of all the expensive glasses you won't have to buy and all the other things you can do with that money.
 
posted by [identity profile] revdorothyl.livejournal.com at 02:37am on 23/03/2005
True! The cute intern seemed surprised that at age 43 I didn't yet have bifocals or show any need for them.

I'm perfectly content to save THAT particular joy and expense for much later in my life. For now, I'm happy to be merely near-sighted, and able to wear the same prescription for the past 9 years!

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