Tuesday, December 19, 2006
 

Can you say Retrobulbar Neuritis?

Do you know what the heck it is?

Neither did I, until today.

If you care to read up on it, here's a brief brief article: read me or don't; it won't hurt my little linky feelings

This is what the eye doctor tells me is up, along with nystagmus. And here I thought that ALL us Southern ladies jus' flutt'ahed ahl th' thayme.

Actually, I hadn't noticed the flutter at all. It was the pain that was driving me over the limit.

And I passed the regular parts of my eye exam with flying 20/20 colors, not having had any problems with seeing since LASIK 8 years ago [note on LASIK: I stand behind it 100%, especially if you're young]. I was actually embarrassed to introduce the subject of eyeball pain because it just sounded stupid.

So, it's back to my neuro with the un-spell-able name. The eye doc says it's not a vision problem; it's a neurological problem. If they'd just get around to doing that brain transplant (implant?), maybe we could avoid some of these issues, hmm?

Merry Christmas, kids. Go read Hannibal Rising so that you'll get this lame joke: you may be getting some nice glassy eyes as a memento from me this year.

Labels: health, neuro, vision

Elvisette philosophized at 9:55 PM