I’m back, and I am happy to
say that I am back in one piece.
I had to go to another retinologist yesterday for yet another evaluation of my vision problems, and I have to say that I like where I went, although the diagnosis is pretty much the same as it has been in the three places that I have gone to to have my eye(s) looked at.
The right eye is the major problem, with the horseshoe tear in my retina making me see lines in my sight,
But honestly, I have pretty much gotten used to that at this point, because I don’t really have much of a choice, do I?
Whatever the original place did to strengthen the area around the tear worked, and the eye is doing as well as it could be doing under the circumstances.
But once again, I was told that some minimal anesthesia could have been applied when the surgery was done, and that I should not have had to suffer like I did.
Everything was explained to me in plain English at this place I went to yesterday, including the fact that in my right eye—the supposed “good” eye—I have some type of a separation of the retina, but it is not even near the stage that I would need an operation to correct it.
All of this just has to do with wear and tear, of having eyes that have been nearsighted for just about all of my 64 years.
The retina can only stretch so much, and in my case, it is showing wear and tear much like an old car does after 100,000 miles.
I liked that the doctor took the time to explain everything to me, answer any questions I had, and didn’t leave the room until I understood my situation.
And as an added bonus, my eyesight as it is quite good, even with the lines and separations.
What kind of threw me off a little bit yesterday is that when I checked into the facility for my appointment, I was asked for proof of my coronavirus inoculation.
This was the first time this had happened, and it kind of threw me for a loop, and for several minutes, I could not find my proof on my phone.
They let me go ahead with the check in, so they would not have refused service to me if I couldn’t find it, but when I sat down in the waiting room and had a chance to look for it, I found it pretty quickly, showed it to the person at the front desk, and everything was copacetic.
I was also asked at least two additional times, when I was in the examination rooms of the facility, if I had gotten the shots, and when my final shot was.
I guess I am going to have to get used to this way of doing things for the foreseeable future, because that is going to be the way it is, whether you go to a doctor’s office or, if you are in New York City and probably many other places down the line, if you go into a bar and want a drink.
Yet, New York City is holding a big hubbub in Central Park this weekend signaling the “opening” of the city, a concert where maybe a million people are going to attend, supposedly all of them “vaccinated.”
But wait! We now know that being “vaccinated” does not mean that you can’t contact the virus or can’t spread it, in particular with the delta variant jumping around from person to person … so after I did my own research, and as I have been saying for months, this is not a vaccination like we get for polio or the measles … it is more a “mitigation,” because it might lessen the effects of the virus if you get it, not completely shield you from getting it or passing it on.
So even though you can’t get a drink in the city if you don’t have your shots, you can go to this idiotic concert with your shots, and with so many people body to body at this concert, you don’t think that this thing might be the super spreader of all super spreaders?
And all the while, New York City Mayor Bill deBlasio sings with George Clinton of Parliament Funkadelic, showing that he is really a modern Nero, fiddling around while Rome burned … New York City has been burning for quite a while, and I guess the mayor can’t, or refuses to, smell the smoke.
In fact, numerous restaurant owners are suing him and the city, stating that the new rules—you must have your shots to dine in restaurants in New York City—are untenable and will lead to business failure.
And then I read that according to a poll, uninocluated Americans are growingly pointing a finger at inoculated Americans as the reason for the recent rise of coronavirus figures, while those with the shots continue to blame those who refuse to get their shots for the recent rise in sickness.
Yes, we are a divided America, and although my eyes aren’t in the greatest shape, it is pretty clear to me that we are never going to win this war against COVID-19 unless we are all on the same page about it, which is becoming an increasingly impossible task to accomplish, and won’t get any easier when the booster shots start rolling out in September.
You will have further gulfs, because there will be a faction of those who got their original two shots who will take a bye on another shot, and there will be those who dutifully get the third shot, and then, you will have those who refuse to get any shot.
Who is really to blame for this craziness?
Our elected officials, government experts, and those who have used the pandemic for their own gain.
There was a TV report yesterday that said the mixed messages we are getting—“opening up” of certain areas as if we have beaten this thing to a pulp while people are increasingly checking into hospitals as the delta variant gets more virulent—is putting our population in a quagmire of what really is the right thing to do.
As I have said numerous times, so what is right for YOU.
Don’t listen to people who profess they know what they are talking about, because they don’t.
If we are all on the same page with that, we will all be better off.
Have a great weekend, and I will speak to you again on Monday.
I had to go to another retinologist yesterday for yet another evaluation of my vision problems, and I have to say that I like where I went, although the diagnosis is pretty much the same as it has been in the three places that I have gone to to have my eye(s) looked at.
The right eye is the major problem, with the horseshoe tear in my retina making me see lines in my sight,
But honestly, I have pretty much gotten used to that at this point, because I don’t really have much of a choice, do I?
Whatever the original place did to strengthen the area around the tear worked, and the eye is doing as well as it could be doing under the circumstances.
But once again, I was told that some minimal anesthesia could have been applied when the surgery was done, and that I should not have had to suffer like I did.
Everything was explained to me in plain English at this place I went to yesterday, including the fact that in my right eye—the supposed “good” eye—I have some type of a separation of the retina, but it is not even near the stage that I would need an operation to correct it.
All of this just has to do with wear and tear, of having eyes that have been nearsighted for just about all of my 64 years.
The retina can only stretch so much, and in my case, it is showing wear and tear much like an old car does after 100,000 miles.
I liked that the doctor took the time to explain everything to me, answer any questions I had, and didn’t leave the room until I understood my situation.
And as an added bonus, my eyesight as it is quite good, even with the lines and separations.
What kind of threw me off a little bit yesterday is that when I checked into the facility for my appointment, I was asked for proof of my coronavirus inoculation.
This was the first time this had happened, and it kind of threw me for a loop, and for several minutes, I could not find my proof on my phone.
They let me go ahead with the check in, so they would not have refused service to me if I couldn’t find it, but when I sat down in the waiting room and had a chance to look for it, I found it pretty quickly, showed it to the person at the front desk, and everything was copacetic.
I was also asked at least two additional times, when I was in the examination rooms of the facility, if I had gotten the shots, and when my final shot was.
I guess I am going to have to get used to this way of doing things for the foreseeable future, because that is going to be the way it is, whether you go to a doctor’s office or, if you are in New York City and probably many other places down the line, if you go into a bar and want a drink.
Yet, New York City is holding a big hubbub in Central Park this weekend signaling the “opening” of the city, a concert where maybe a million people are going to attend, supposedly all of them “vaccinated.”
But wait! We now know that being “vaccinated” does not mean that you can’t contact the virus or can’t spread it, in particular with the delta variant jumping around from person to person … so after I did my own research, and as I have been saying for months, this is not a vaccination like we get for polio or the measles … it is more a “mitigation,” because it might lessen the effects of the virus if you get it, not completely shield you from getting it or passing it on.
So even though you can’t get a drink in the city if you don’t have your shots, you can go to this idiotic concert with your shots, and with so many people body to body at this concert, you don’t think that this thing might be the super spreader of all super spreaders?
And all the while, New York City Mayor Bill deBlasio sings with George Clinton of Parliament Funkadelic, showing that he is really a modern Nero, fiddling around while Rome burned … New York City has been burning for quite a while, and I guess the mayor can’t, or refuses to, smell the smoke.
In fact, numerous restaurant owners are suing him and the city, stating that the new rules—you must have your shots to dine in restaurants in New York City—are untenable and will lead to business failure.
And then I read that according to a poll, uninocluated Americans are growingly pointing a finger at inoculated Americans as the reason for the recent rise of coronavirus figures, while those with the shots continue to blame those who refuse to get their shots for the recent rise in sickness.
Yes, we are a divided America, and although my eyes aren’t in the greatest shape, it is pretty clear to me that we are never going to win this war against COVID-19 unless we are all on the same page about it, which is becoming an increasingly impossible task to accomplish, and won’t get any easier when the booster shots start rolling out in September.
You will have further gulfs, because there will be a faction of those who got their original two shots who will take a bye on another shot, and there will be those who dutifully get the third shot, and then, you will have those who refuse to get any shot.
Who is really to blame for this craziness?
Our elected officials, government experts, and those who have used the pandemic for their own gain.
There was a TV report yesterday that said the mixed messages we are getting—“opening up” of certain areas as if we have beaten this thing to a pulp while people are increasingly checking into hospitals as the delta variant gets more virulent—is putting our population in a quagmire of what really is the right thing to do.
As I have said numerous times, so what is right for YOU.
Don’t listen to people who profess they know what they are talking about, because they don’t.
If we are all on the same page with that, we will all be better off.
Have a great weekend, and I will speak to you again on Monday.
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