Written yesterday… On my way to what I hope will be my last ENT appointment. I’m writing in my notebook and will get this online later or tomorrow. I’ve got to remember to ask if returning to my steroid spray really is worth it or not, and mention my eyes. Lately, they’ve been more itchy than watery. Again, a problem I never had before surgery. The question is, would a doctor admit or deny if it’s connected to surgery?
Just passed today’s accident. Wonder how many more miles we’ll get before we hit another one, if not construction.
So, back to my eyes. I read that watery, itchy eyes can be a sign of glaucoma, but usually you have other symptoms with it that luckily I don’t have.
On the way back, after quite a bit of waiting. Thank God for smartphones! The TV was annoying in the waiting room, and the exam room was chilly. The doctor sprayed that numbing stuff up my nose that makes my throat sore, scoped it, and said everything is healing well. There’s no exposed bone or anything. Both ears look good, too.
The problem is my eyes. He looked at them and said he saw a couple of things (I can’t remember the medical terms he used) that weren’t normal. He said he couldn’t say if it was connected to whatever they used in my as they were prepping me for surgery because he didn’t partake in that part.
I asked if I should go back on the Flonase, and he said I should for a year. However, since I’m a glaucoma suspect, he recommended seeing my glaucoma doctor, especially since some glaucoma docs are antsy about Flonase. I guess it can raise eye pressure. I hope my eyes won’t be my next long-term problem! I don’t think I have glaucoma setting in, but an ophthalmologist would know more about whatever is messing up my eyes than an ENT.
I asked him if the turbinates would grow back, and he said they could, but he highly doubted they would because he reduced them so much. This was a relief to hear!
At the end of our visit, I asked if he reads his Google reviews, telling him I wanted to give him a glowing review, and he seemed delighted by the idea. He said he sees about 30 patients a day, does surgery one day a week, yet with the thousands of patients he sees, he’s lucky if he gets maybe three reviews. With a laugh, he added that some were mean. Yeah, LOL, I saw that. Anyway, I should never have to see the wonderful Dr. T again, even though he said he’d be there if I needed him.
We’re at BK now. Tom’s getting our order, and I’m in the car. I have the windows open to save on the battery, and while it’s warm and humid, there’s a pleasant breeze going, so it’s okay.
Written this morning... Finally got some time to catch up on writing. Anyway, I’ll miss my ENT because he’s such a likable guy. He’s unique for a doctor. I won’t miss all the appointments, though. I just hope my eyes aren’t going to be my next long-term problem, like I said, because I do still worry about being hit with something else that lasts 4 to 8 years, like most of my problems. At least that’s the way it’s been for over a decade now. If it is, then as long as I don’t go blind, this is easier than not being able to breathe or sleep.
My overall sleep score has gone up due to being able to breathe better, and it’s slowing the roll of my schedule, too. Where it’s normally free-running, as they call it, it’s more entrained, even though that doesn’t mean my sleep disorder is cured. There’s no cure for it. But I went from my days being an average of 1 hour and 20 minutes to 1 hour and 40 minutes to barely an hour. I’m also not sleeping as long, and I wonder if that’s because I’m sleeping better. I may not be like I was in my twenties or thirties, but I’m managing to function.
Had a really weird experience a couple of days ago. My desk is white, and Tinkerbella’s old bedding was gray. We used to use recycled paper for her bedding. I glanced down and saw what I first thought was a piece of bedding sitting on the bottom shelf. I don’t know what to think, though, because the piece was the right texture and color, but a little long. It was almost L-shaped too, and there was a thin piece of tape or plastic on the end of it. I asked Tom if he thought it could be bedding, and he said that while he did find a couple of irregular-shaped pieces every now and then, he wasn’t any more sure than I was as to what it could be. Sure was strange the way it suddenly appeared.
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