I need to vent 😎
So I have old lady eye problems that I’ve been trying to resolve since June.
It’s gotten so bad I’m almost blind in my left eye. Last night after washing dishes, I was trying to put the sharp knives back in their butcher block holder and I had to feel for the compartments because I couldn’t see them.
The entire left side of my body is bruised because I keep banging into furniture and walls.
Anyway, the first procedure scheduled at the end of June was canceled and rescheduled to July because of Covid.
A day before the scheduled July procedure, when I didn’t hear from Wills Eye Hospital as to what time to be there, I called my doctor and uh-oh, I “must have fallen through the cracks. We’re so sorry. Can we reschedule for August 17?”
Hell no. It’s my birthday. August is my birthday month. Fuck that noise, I’ll be blind another month, what’s the difference at this point, I’m going on vacation.
Rescheduled for September 20.
Yay!
Except…
Friday I get a call from the doctor.
“We need clearance from your cardiologist for your anesthesia.”
“Okay, I’ll call him.”
“We already did. You were last there June 1. We need clearance within 90 days. You need to make an appointment.”
“But I’ll never get an appointment by Tuesday. Are you serious? I did so well at my June appointment, my cardiologist doesn’t want to see me for a year!”
“Sorry. We have to postpone the surgery. Call your cardiologist, get an appointment, and call me back to reschedule.”
Anyway, without going into it any further without telling you how much I fucking hate everyone and everything, I was magically able to get an appointment 10/3, called the eye doctor back and rescheduled surgery for 10/10, but not until I learned I need a new eye doctor appointment first because, yep, you guessed it, 90 days since last appointment.
That appointment is a three hour grueling nightmare by the way but again, I will spare you.
Okay, I feel better now. Other than that, life is grand. I can’t believe how much I love being retired.
I mean, come on. I wake up, then I relax all day. What’s not to love?
Gary is taking me to the beach next week where I can relax and hopefully not hurt myself banging into things.
The weather is glorious right now.
It could be worse.
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