After 119 days with no measurable rainfall (I think it was sometime back in the dim mists of March that the phenomenon occurred), monsoon season finally decided to make an appearance in Phoenix. In typical fashion, the storm tried to rip apart a few neighborhoods in the East Valley, but all we got here at Casa Kittling was some very welcome pounding rain.
In other news, when my eye doctor dilated my eyes, then shone a light into them, looked closely, and said, "Oh yes, they're ripe," I was not thrilled. What's ripe? My cataracts and I've been referred to a specialist who will evaluate them Tuesday, and then I'll undoubtedly be scheduled for surgery.
Surprisingly, this has opened up a huge can of emotional worms for me. When my doctor explained the procedure to me, my logical brain was fully functioning, and I (literally) didn't bat an eye. I had to take my grandfather in for cataract surgery, and it was really No. Big. Deal. And this was way back in the 1990s. I really do know the score.
But when I got home, my irrational brain reared its ugly head. The whole idea of having someone poking around in my EYES-- my most cherished body parts!-- makes me shudder. Moreover, I've had a "thing" about doctors since I was five-years-old. Don't ask me how (because no one's ever been able to figure it out), but I got the ring finger of my left hand shut and locked in a car door. I was taken to the local doctor, who bandaged me up and gave me back to Mom. Then-- even though she questioned him repeatedly-- the doctor would not change the bandage. (Things have changed since 1960.) My finger began to rot. Okay, technically gangrene set in. I had to be taken to the big city doctors, be admitted to the hospital, and take my word for it, the cleanup was not fun or pretty. So...I've had trust issues with doctors ever since.
But you know what? I also like to see properly. So I'll deal with this like I've dealt with every other time I've had to have doctors poke around my anatomy. Inside, I may be screaming, but it's got to be done. I want to see clearly. My books and my camera will thank me for it because I certainly don't intend to give them up!
Time to mosey out to the corral. Those links are telling me I've shot off my mouth enough and it's their turn. Head 'em up! Moooooooooooove 'em out!
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►Channeling My Inner Indiana Jones◄
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- An engraved rock could unlock America's oldest mystery.
- Construction workers in Rome found a rare intact Roman tomb.
- A priceless Revolutionary War medal has gone on display.
- $2 million in World War II-Era cash was found under the floor of Winston Churchill's tailor.
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►Channeling My Inner Elly Mae Clampett◄
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- Like birds, some bats warble to woo their mates.
- Introducing a hairy-footed shrimp named after Bilbo Baggins.
- Fear of humans is forcing daytime animals into night mode.
- The UK's hedgehogs (and other mammals) are in danger.
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- Five literary mysteries that have never been solved but are seriously fascinating.
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That's all for this week! Don't forget to stop by next Friday when I'll be sharing a freshly selected batch of links for your surfing pleasure.
Have a great weekend, and read something fabulous!
I think it's completely natural to be worried about surgery, Cathy, even if one's familiar with what it is. I'm sure your procedure will go well, and I wish you smooth sailing with it. In the meantime, I'm going to check out that Roman tomb.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Margot.
DeleteI agree with Margot and with you, actually. My hope is that all will go well with dealing with those cataracts. I think we've all got at least the beginnings of them (I do). And I also get a bit anxious about doctor stuff. From what I've heard, things are pretty ho-hum about cataract surgery these days - have had a multitude of friends who have experienced it. Not that I'm excited about signing up for it right away. Good luck and I can't remember - do you listen to audiobooks? If not, this might be a chance to try them or try them again. I'd be glad to provide some suggestions. LOL
ReplyDeleteI seem to have signed up for cataract surgery much sooner than I'd expected. Why do I have to "outdo" everyone else in the family? Grrr!
DeleteAs for audiobooks... every time I've tried them, I've found them excellent cures for insomnia. I just cannot stay awake! LOL