Just a little update:
Had decided to take my bike - even though Delta was going to charge me $100 each way - I figured I'd just bite the bullet and take full advantage of the wonderful hills in the mountains . . . anyway . . . yesterday, while using the weedeater, a stone kicked up and got me smack dab in the middle of my eye. I heard and felt a pop, then, my vision was blurry. Rushed over to the eye doctor's office and to my surprise, the rock tore my cornea. I'm now sporting an oh so attractive white patch with lovely white tape, and was told "no driving, no watching TV (hey, I'm sorry, but the TdF is once a year, so I'll make do with my one eye!!!), no computer/reading (he just doesn't realize I need to stay in the loop online!!) and absolutely no riding. I have to go back again today to have the patch removed and the eye examined, and then he'll tell me if I'm even able to fly (something to do with altitude/pressure and it's effects on the eye). So, needless to say, I'm pretty much beside myself - actually I am - this one eye gig is tough to adapt to - I look in the mirror and I see more than one of me, and my depth perception is horrendous!!
Of course, if the eye problem weren't enough to bring me to tears, one of my kitties caught her hind leg on a fence and tore a hole right to her muscle. I had to have someone drive me to the vet, and my kitty had the wound irrigated and 5 staples to close it up. Now, she's on antibiotics and pain meds for 10 days. Thank goodness, if I'm able to fly, I have someone that can come in and take care of her. Funny, my Mom said to me, "I bet you were more concerned about your kitty than you were your eye." She was right. Oh, what we go through in love of our animals!!!
So, when I return to the eye doctor today I'll find out if I'm able to travel. I'll feel terrible if I can't, as my family is looking forward to my visit. And, I was going to surprise my nieces (ages 14 & 17), and, my birthday is Saturday - haven't spent a birthday with my family in 13 years - I know in my heart, things could be much worse, but that doesn't mean I still can't cry about it - maybe it's just that I got my period two weeks early and I'm a bundle of emotion!!!!!



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