Still in the Dark

My eye was still too inflamed yesterday morning for the ophthalmologist to determine the extent of whatever infection is stabbing me with invisible swords.

She said my eye pressure was up a little from the day before, so she wanted me to stay in a dark room yesterday again (so no work--ugh), and I have another doctor appointment today at 10:45.

I guess the concern is if bacteria get into the tear and start growing there. It can cause some sort of ulcer to form, which is probably the grossest thing in the world right now.

I know the headache I wake up with are terrible. I'm waiting for the Tylenol to kick in again. I almost never get headaches, so I'm sort of a baby when this kind of headache happens. Anyway, after a full day of antibiotics, I think my eye feels slightly better, although I was expecting it to feel much better.

Actually, my left eye does feel much better. It's the right one that's messed up. And wearing ten year old prescription glasses that are nowhere near strong enough is frustrating.

But it'll work out. It always does. I'm pretty confident in this doctor, so I'm doing what she says and hopefully will be able to go to work tomorrow. My boss doesn't want me to come in today, because she said it was important to keep my eye in the dark. I guess when the eye is exposed to light, the pupils contract, and it stresses the eye.

I think today will be better than yesterday, and tomorrow should be a lot better.

Anyway, I'm super bored at home. I'm staying off the computer as much as possible, and yesterday the doctor gave stronger dilating drops, so it was hard to keep my eyes open for more than a few seconds at a time.

I wish I'd taken some work home. I could be doing productive things, like updating spreadsheets for work.

Maybe today my eyes will feel good enough to let me do some work on my and Jame's new business website. We have the skeleton of it ready. Now I just have to fill in the descriptions and stuff.

This weekend we're supposed to go to James's. I hope we still can, but if we can't, James said he would drive up here.

Not much else is going on. I don't like these little wrenches thrown into my life, but I know every little wrench is a temporary thing, and it'll get better agin soon. :)