Ah, But There Goes The Eyes Again

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Jun 202009

Well, actually, it’s only just one eye, the left one.
Fascinating thing that it was the left one that went semi-blind on me last July and I ended up missing 4 months of work.
Fascinating that then the right one went kerblooey and I needed that gawd-awful vitrectomy on it.
Fascinating that the eye doctor specialist who was lasering those very same eyes said to me FOUR years ago that this will be all taken care of in only 2 treatments of both eyes.
Fascinating that this very same doctor can’t/won’t set an appointment for me because it’s been more’n 6 fucking months since I last saw the stupid fuck .
Fascinating that I need to get a referral from my regular eye doctor and the closest appointment is at the end of August.
Fascinating that no fucking doctor seems to realize that this particular issue is ongoing and appears to be rather long term.
I am so fucking fascinated by all of this that I am ready to fucking scream bloody fucking murder at the next bureaucratic official who decides to call me and give me grief over some perceived piece of shit they love to dream up and torment me with. Be it a local or provincial or federal civil fucking servant or some dimwit minion of the powerful medical profession in this province.

My, my, but I guess it is a good thing that I only have 3 weeks left on that script for Champix, my stop smoking aid. It can supposedly cause suicidal depression in the most ordinary of persons. Since I am far from being ordinary — oh yes, do say it! “Aren’t you being a bit egotistical, Robb?” Fuck, no!! I’m being a whole lot egotistical and I’m being totally self-centered to top it off! — and I have a grand history of blue funks and depressions… well, shit, I do believe that once I am done and thru with this anger of mine, I shall most certainly dive into the pity-pot and drown meself in me sorrow. I mean, why the fuck not?

And there ya go. The good Robb has finally returned to his PMS roots once more by finding something to rant against as a precursor to boo-hoo waah. Ah, but life has proven itself once more to a grand and royal fuck-up once more! What I really need now is to get a job interview so that I may demonstrate my propensity for bumping into walls and pillars, plus my amazing rate of typographical error creation on the computer.

Oh man, but I forgot about the damned fucking mean headaches this affliction can create. That probably means that I won’t finish checking my newly uploaded website by 21 June and Father’s Day. Piss on it, anyways. I don’t get more than 2 visitors a month, not counting the oddballs who stumble in thru the dot tk route. Always France with the most visits, like 5 or 6 a month. Oui en effet, c’est vrai! Les Français apprécient mon site de Web. Bonjour ! Bienvenue ! Maintenant, cassez-vous, eh.

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One-Eyed Fishing

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Jul 172007

.. Ay-yuh, I went fishin’ today. My true-blue water walking. I went hunting for longnose gar in the shallow flats between Andrew Haydon Park and Britannia Beach. It’s only about 3/4 of a mile travel along the shoreline from point to point, but slogging thru knee deep water makes it great exercise.

.. My first stop was to get my dollar store inflatable boogie board blown up and ready for my little tackle kit. Surely not as good as my full scale floaty I have, but it served the purpose. Next was to collect and shuck a bunch of freshwater mussels (or clams, as I call ‘em) for bait. Then it was off a-hunting gar!

.. Well, at least that was my intention. Remember me mentioning tripping over rocks and stumbling into dips in the riverbed yesterday? The only thing I didn’t do was go for a dunk in the water. I don’t know haw many times I stubbed my toes or slipped on a rock, or nearly fell over sinking down into the many pits that permeate the area. Most of the bottom is nice and sandy, but one needs to keep an eye out for the traps.

.. I should say “keep TWO eyes out”, because one eye does not do the trick when trying to avoid “pit”falls. Not only that, my need to espy my prey from a slight distance also requires binocular vision, of which I am woefully lacking today. The times that I did spot a fish was usually when I was right on top of it and it was scooting off.

.. All in all, it wasn’t the best of water walking sojourns. But, mind you, it wasn’t all that unproductive. I actually had two pick-up and run by gar (see my Gar Page for a better description of that). One of them even came up out of the water as I tried for a hookset. That was really cool!! The other ran off at least 50 yards of line and when I finally went to get the line tight, I ended up discovering that the darn fish had somehow absconded with my bait!

.. So, it wasn’t the best. I missed attempts on a lot of fish ’cause I never saw them in time. There was wind that tended to make the water very wavy. The sun kept hiding behind clouds, too. Both of those things makes visual hunting of gar in the shallows a real bugger, even with two good eyes and polarized glasses. The water level was about a foot higher than normal for this time of year and that kept me from making a trip out to the weed flats around 100 yards from shore.

.. Oh well. Frustrating as it was most of the time, I did get some exercise and had fun anyways. I really was hoping to get fish today, but that may have been overly wishful thinking in my condition. Oh well, again. The day was hot. The water was warm. I got to “see” some gar. I got to fish some gar. What more could I ask for??!!

MY EYESIGHT BACK, FER CRYIN OUT LOUD ! ! ! !
… hehe …

Keep The Faith*

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Oh Boy, Another Dumping Ground!

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Feb 082005

.. As if I don’t have enough of those already, with my myriad of journals, note pads, and slips of paper everywhere. Now, I’m doing it on the Net!! WooHoo!!!

.. I went to another eye specialist yesterday. Someone other than the one doing the cataract surgery on my “ancient” eyes. And I put myself thru heck an’ high water worrying about THAT and it turns out the surgery was nuttin to fret about. whew, whatta relief….
.. Wha’? Oh right, the other specialist. Bing! I need laser treatments because my diabetes (Type 1, 29 years) has done damage to my eyes. The doctor said that he saw blood in both my eyes. Thus, I need ‘em zapped to “stay away from legal blindness”.
.. Lemme tell ya, the doctor sure didn’t paint a pretty picture about laser treatment, saying that it won’t be the nicest thing I’ve ever experienced. He went so far as to start describing all the pitfalls of laser surgery… blindness, partial or full, one eye or both… the irritation and pain afterwards… the fact that the treatment might not even fix whatever problem there is.
.. The doctor for the cataracts painted a rosy picture for the job to be done, and me? I put myself thru the loop worrying about it. For not having faith to trust in the pro.
.. The doctor for the laser scares the bejeepers outa me about the job to be done, and me?

AAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

.. And there you have it. I was going to get a second opinion, but the first one has me up in such a tizz, I say fuhgeddaboudit. I’ve got 4 sessions sched’ed in the next 4 weeks.
.. I just wish spring was here and then I could go catfishing. Even if I was blind as a baseball bat. sigh……………….

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