Cope, Dammit!

Concerned about additional anomalies in my left eye, I called the opthalmologist’s office this morning, and they booked an immediate follow-on appointment for me.


Like Peter’s experience with dentistry, though, in which a tooth extraction is no more sophisticated than someone’s yanking at your jaw, it seems that even in the era of laser and lasik, nothing can be done for patients with “floaters”.
In my case, the floaters are strands of blood from places where the globular “junk” in the eyeball, the vitreous humor, has torn loose from the retina.
The doctor looked at the eye again and said the retina itself is intact, for which I am very grateful.
His advice to me regarding the floaters is that they could disappear over time (weeks or months) and in the meanwhile, learn to live with them.
That I can do. The thing that makes me a little crazy, though, is, as usual, lack of information. Like, what sort of visual anomaly is within normal range, and what isn’t.
As far as I can intuit from this week’s exams, more floaters isn’t necessarily bad, so long as my vision, especially the peripheral vision, doesn’t change.
Well, why didn’t they tell me that in the first place?