It’s been a bad couple of weeks on the eye paranoia front. On a scale of one to ten (one = I don’t even think about my eye issues, and ten = ringing Moorfields and looking up train times whilst trying to breathe evenly in order to calm my pounding heart), I’ve probably been about a seven or eight this week. 670 more words
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A few weeks ago, a male patient comes into my consulting room in order to seek a second opinion.
Second opinions can be onerous. You do not want to appear unprofessional and at the same time you do not want to miss out on the true nature of the problem. 430 more words
Sometime while I was in Ireland, my vision improved to the point where the world got deeper. I remember saying something to Bradley about being able to see that the clouds were layered, and I think at that point I at least partially thought that I was noticing different types of clouds on top of each other, but there’s definitely more than that. 871 more words