Looking Like A Crying Drunkard

26 May 2021

Story #1027

R. Linda:

Ever since being poked in the eye accidentally, I have had (as you know) problems seeing out of it. This led to eyedrops (that made it worse), a bout with laser surgery, then eye surgery itself, followed by more laser surgery, and it all wound up with where I started, more eyedrops!

So I have been religious about these eyedrops (though their use goes before my better judgment), and as a result, not just me bad eye, but me good eye started to get red rims. I looked like I had a nasty cold or worse. A month later, I began to see the white of me bad eye look rather bloodshot, followed by a few weeks later, the entire white turned red! In between this last transformation, people asked me why I was crying because me eyes looked like someone who had been hysterical for hours. When the white turned red, I was asked if I had been punched in the face. 

By that time, I was getting upset with me new look. The final straw was when I looked in the mirror, and me face looked like a giant red butterfly had landed on it! I looked like I had a bad case of Rosacea, which people mistook for—I must be drinking heavily. 

So I was the crying drunkard, I guess, to everyone who had no clue what was going on, and to me, I was the eye-inflamed unfortunate with what looked like he was suffering from Rosacea. I might also add that I was stumbling into things and almost losing me balance because my eyesight had me seeing people with four eyes. I don't mean people wearing glasses; I was seeing double vision in the eye department on everyone else!

Becoming rather furious and frustrated at this situation, I took it upon meself to stop the medicine. I had one burning eyedrop twice a day and another once at night that had to be refrigerated. This last was refreshing when one didn't need it to be. I was tired just before bedtime, and having to put a cold drop in the old eyeball certainly woke me up right up, and then I was up for another two hours. 

For two weeks, I went without these drops, and guess what? Me vision started to clear up, the red whites went away, the rims were normal looking, and I wasn't getting strange looks from people who saw me, and best of all, people's eyes looked to be one set instead of two!

I had an appointment with the eye doctor, who was unhappy that I stopped the drops. The pressure was 17 from what it used to be—30! He would have been happy with 14, but. . . So I was told, "OK, he understood the vanity part, so just use the cold drop once at night and come back in 3 weeks. If it isn't down to 11, surgery is the option. Hell, no on the surgery!" 

That night, I accidentally put the cold drop in the wrong eye! Too late, there was nothing I could do. I blinked, and my eyesight in that eye was better than before! Well, that's good to know, but I wasn't about to do that again. I did put another cold drop in the correct eye, and wow, I could see fabulously out of both baby blues! It was too bad it was bedtime because I could see normally for the first time in months. 

I'm on night number 2 of a cold drop in me bad eye. So far, so good, though I have no clue about the pressure reading, and there is no red to be seen—yet. It still galls me that no one can tell me exactly what's wrong with me eye. I chalk it up to those eyedrops at the very beginning of this sad story. I had 20/20 vision, and then suddenly, after those drops, I had 20/30. WTF?

This may be why you got a huge font in me emails. I couldn't see it! Anyway, time will tell if this new process works or not. 

Here's looking at you, kiddo -- or trying to

Gabe

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