Not having a good morning…

Sorry, not in a festive mood. Wearing the eye patch just so I can find my way around, since the right eye still isn’t working very well. I was warned it might be the case, not yet time to panic but it does make me wonder what I’m going to do after next week when the second eye gets operated on. Hopefully by then the first operation will be living up to its promises, or I’ll have to replace the eye patch with a white cane. Actually if things haven’t improved by then there won’t be a second operation.

Going off now to stumble around a horse pasture in search of manure. Funny: I was feeling more energetic yesterday than today. Actually got some work done. This morning I only want to sit by the fire and be an old man.

Nah, old men depress me; maybe I’ll take the sword off the wall and go board a merchant vessel instead. I’m dressed for it.

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6 Responses to Not having a good morning…

  1. Robert says:

    Patience, me hearty, improvement ’twill come. I speak from experience. Did you specify a distance you wanted in focus without glasses or will you not need them or whatever?

    Just make sure to remove the right patch before donning the left one. Don’t ask how I know…

  2. MamaLiberty says:

    Hang in there… it will get better. But don’t push yourself so much. Relax a little, and let it heal.

  3. guffaw1952 says:

    Hang in there! I don’t always have good days, either. But, time heals all wounds.

    gfa

  4. coloradohermit says:

    “Just make sure to remove the right patch before donning the left one. Don’t ask how I know…”

    Thankyou Robert for the LOL of the day. Hope it cheers Joel up too.

  5. Goober says:

    Did they put you under any sedation for the surgery?

    The reason I ask is that I usually feel pretty down and unmotivated after I go under sedation, sometimes for a couple days. May be that what you’re fighting is chemical rather than an actual state of being…

  6. Joel says:

    Yeah, they did. And a defter job of anesthetizing I never saw. Hit me quick, didn’t put me out but they could have scooped my eyeball out with a melon baller and I wouldn’t have cared. Fifteen minutes later or less I wasn’t anything but unsteady on my feet and an hour later I was fit. Damndest dope I ever had.

To the stake with the heretic!