Saturday, March 7, 2009

Dead man eyes

Ok, so as you all know, that nasty little case of, well anybody who knows me already knows what's wrong with my eyes. And the Doc has me back on eye drops to try to drop the pressure down
10/20 (eye pressure) is considered normal my eye pressure is shooting around the range of 55/20 in the blind eye (severe to the point the brain might actually try to kill the nerves around the eye just to protect other nerves, think of it as chewing off your own leg to protect the body.

and 33/20 in the right eye not that bad not really that good either, but all this is managable with the proper treatment, yay more bleeding field test exams went through that crap back in my teens and twenties now I have to go back through it all over again.

One thing I could say I hated about taking these meds was that it always made my eyes super sensitive to light, hell even typing this out with the contrast and brightness turned low makes things a bit diffcult staring at the screen for any length of time.

But this is not the reason for this post, Wanda called me earlier today now the first thing I thought was were was she stuck. As you all know the last time Wanda called her car died along I-71 and cooke many suns ago but this time she just called to check up on me which was incredibly nice of her normally I do most of conversating via LJ so I surprised to hear from a friendly voice. After covering the normal BS conversation, we covered relationships topics and such.

The funny thing about this, the more I talked to Wanda the more I opened up, I'm not the opening sort here, you lucky if I open the front door a bit just slip you a 10 for the pizza.
We talked about her relationships and my..well, aint really a realtionship if all you did was fuck like bunnies for six months (some of you remember the Linda story many many moons ago so I won't bother repeating it.)

Little sister you pretty much know this story via LJ, Wanda got the cliff note version of it.
All I can say is that I got a great set of friends almost makes me wish that I did have some sort of life intervening problem just so you guys could come to my rescue, but I don't, just can't follow a bloody reciepe to save my life but my breakfast bake turned out ok, least I think I did it looks like a breakfast bake when I put it in the fridge but we making egg salad sunday for monday lunch so I don't really care.

OK I gotta bounce, these bright lights are killin me



Turtle

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