She said, “Are you even listening to me?”
He thought, “That’s an odd way to begin a conversation.”
I went to the eye doctor this week. It had been about two years. There are three demons that confront my eyesight, glaucoma, cataracts and macular degeneration. Sort of the trifecta of blindness. Daily eyedrops have continued to control my glaucoma. My Dad’s side of the family have suffered from macular degeneration, but the doctor found my retinas are all pretty, pink and healthy. No danger there now, but there is still that third devil, cataracts. I have both kinds in both eyes and they have gotten worse as of late. Fortunately, there is a remedy for this malady. Unfortunately, it involves surgery. Consequently, I have scheduled my surgical consult for late October, following Maren and Dave’s wedding. Over a month or more, first one eye is operated on, then the other, a few weeks later. My big question is what kind of bionic vision do I want? I’ve always been pretty near-sighted, but I could change that. Normally, a middle road is chosen. Complicating matters are new high-tech artificial lens that allow for more natural near-to-far focusing and possibly removing the need for glasses altogether. Their downsides include added cost and the possible need for adjustments, which is a euphemism for follow-up procedures.