Today in the middle of the afternoon, I was sitting in the living
room and I suddenly noticed that I was having problems seeing the
TV when I looked at it. Then I realized that I was having
problems seeing the laptop screen that I was also glancing at.
There was a large white splotch in my vision that had started in
the lower left hand side of my vision and was slowly spreading to
the center, like a blinding light.
Something like this had never happened to me and needless to say,
I was a little bit alarmed. I was most concerned that I had a detached
retina since I happen to know the symptoms of that particular
problem. After it didn't subside for about 10 minutes, I told
Shona and she was nice enough to find an eye doctor for me to go
visit at 4:30 in the afternoon on a Saturday. We rushed out to
catch a train up to Harvard Square.
By the time that I got there, my vision had returned largely to
normal, but I was still concerned that something serious might
have happened and there might be some kind of permanent damage.
The very nice
doctor even stayed late to have a look. We went through the
standard routines. Big blue light. Little light that looks
around. Eye drops that make you look stoned. Then another bright
shiny light. Look up. Look down. Look right. Look left.
Turns out there's no damage to the retina, which is good news.
She guessed that I probably had what is called an Ocular
Migrane. Based on the description there and the images
and description of the experience, it's probably what I had. I
even got the headache afterwards and was really, really tired
after it had subsided. The jagged, shimmering light is a great
way to describe what I thought I saw. In some places in my vision
I felt like I was looking through a broken pane of glass, where
the images were jagged and overlapping.
Of course, she suggested that I go and get a regular physical
since my eyes and eye nerve seems to be functioning normally. I
haven't done that in 10 years or so so I should probably do
that some time soon.
Today was also Shona's birthday. I hope I didn't ruin it too
much.
I've been riding out in the blue hills six out of the last seven
days. For the most part, it's getting easier every time that I do
it. I didn't ride yesterday because the previous day I had ridden
pretty hard and then gotten in a car and driven for two solid
hours. My legs hurt like the dickens after doing that. Never got
a chance to get all the toxins out, I guess.
Joe is updating his diary
again! Yay, Joe!
One of these things is not the same. Try to point it out.
Jackson.
Jewel.
Surprise!
Coal.