Last week, there was a cancellation in the appointments of the neuro opthmogist. We were offered the slot and took it. I am concerned about my right eyelid closing and hoped the specialist could suggest a course of treatment to aid me, other than surgery.
We waited our turn in a long, L-shaped waiting room, typical of most, with the receptionist tucked neatly behind her desk. Before long, my name was called, and we went in.
No matter what kind of doctors we see, I am always nervous. I think it has to do with my mortality, which I don’t like to think about.
To make a long story short, here are the results of our visit:
There is, as we suspected, nothing we can do. As far as my right eye is concerned, nature is doing its thing by closing. It is helping me with my double vision. Right now I only use one eye to see. The right lens of my glasses is etched so I cannot see using that eye. It makes seeing impossible, thus, one has to use the other eye.
Then, we talked about that eye being firmly in the far corner of my right eye. Apparently, I have damage to my optical nerve. Any surgery, which I don’t want, would result in a short-term fix. Eventually, the right eye would drift back to the corner, the long-term position.
We left, and I was downhearted. Oh well, so it goes.