Eye exams aren't fun

I bit the bullet and went to the optometrist for eye exam.  So many times I had bright things shone into my eyes, I ended up with one helluva headache.

My near-sightedness is getting better, but astigmatisms have changed yet again.

No sign of glaucoma, but my cataracts have gone from level 1 to 1+. As I get older they will progress, but I can slow the progress by keeping my eyes shaded, and wearing sunglasses when outdoors.

Strangest thing is Dr R found a scar on the retina of my left eye.  It's good sized, but so far away from the optic nerve, it's almost impossible to see. Gee, thanks new advancement.

Anyhooooo, going to "Recycle" one of my frames for my computer/desk specs, and get a new frame for my daily wear.

Is it 2022 yet?

Have I ever mentioned that the older I get, the less I like the holidays? It's not the years, and it's not even the mileage... it's the fender benders along the way.

All I want to do is pull December over my head, and not come out until the 2nd week in January. My left knee is still screwed up, but at least the nerve pain is gone.

The 'kittens' have really adapted to being domestic moggies, instead of feral strays. Still flinch a bit when you go to pet them, and Trance is still being a bully.

*sigh*

Time might keep slipping into the future

But I seem to stuck in neutral.

A visit to my G.P. aka another chapter of the chemical experiment that is my life.

I had made an extended appointment as I had some issues to discuss with him, but when Wing  found out I was going, he decided that he could use the extended time.  Well, let's just say I have not problem discussing personal issues with my G.P. but it's funny watching Wing turning redder and redder, and looking anywhere but at either of us.

I got prescription kerfuffle fixed, and refills for what has run out. Oh happy day, I found out that even with all the different meds, I can still take my migraine medicine.
As to Wing's issue, his gout is acting up. Muhahaha! The peanuts are mine! ALL MINE! Eh, they'll be in the air tight container waiting for him.

Tomorrow, I get to see Matt the Torturer! (aka physiotherapist) even earlier in the morning than I saw my G.P.  And I am NOT a morning person.

On a different note, I have been waiting for some books by Rosemary Edghill to become available for Kindle for some years.  I finally broke down and got the trilogy called the 12 Treasures. What happened to the other 9? Let's call it an early Yule present for me.

A pinch of this, a shake of that. The recipe for the Chemical Experiment that is my life

Dr F, after questioning and discussion, has changed my prescriptions and dosage.  She commended me about my ‘self-weaning’ from 6 lorazepam a day (two tablets, 3 times a day) to three tablets a day, to two.  She asked me to continue reduction by .5 (IOWs cut pills in half, and have one and a half tablets a day.  Then one cut in half per day. She did tell me if I start having the dystonic seizures at any reduction, increase dosage to previous reduction.

So, along with the above, I take Lyrica and duloxetine for nerve pain, Naproxen for acute arthritis pain, Metformin for hypothyroid related issues, Thyroxine and Tertroxin for thyroid function.

The new chemical in the mix: Prazosin.

Prazosin is prescribed "off label" to treat the severe nightmares and other sleep disturbances related to PTSD, meaning that it has not been approved by the Food and Drug Administration for that use. But doctors can legally prescribe any treatment they deem appropriate for a patient's condition. Prazosin is the most thoroughly studied drug in regard to PTSD and sleep among the class of medications known as alpha-1 blockers. In addition to preventing nightmares and insomnia, it can help improve overall symptoms, such as flashbacks, startle response, and irritability or anger, and it can be taken with an antidepressant.

I am hoping that the changes will improve things. Note I didn’t type “fix things” or make it all better?  I want an improvement.

Stay tuned!

Let's see what happens, shall we?

Although wearing the leg/knee brace does make it easier to get around, sort of, the muscles in the leg get weak, as the brace is doing all the work.

Today, I went for short sortie into the local mall, using just my cane.  I meandered in one of the stores, picking up a few things, for about 20 minutes. I will admit, I was ready to collapse into a chair when we got back. Left leg isn't too sore, but feels very weak.

Oh yeah, I get to do it again tomorrow! Might end  up using the cuff crutches, as tomorrow's usual routine include more than a hour worth of walking.

Rest of my left side still stiff and sore from the fall I took a few days ago.

Yup... gravity does work. Even in the southern hemisphere.

I was getting ready for bed. While removing leggings, I lost balance and started to fall. I put right hand on too soft of a bed (at least it slowed my downward momentum) and I landed on my (wait for it) left knee, elbow and shoulder.

I swear, everything from my eyebrows down hurts. I am in category "Bruised, not broken"

I really need a bathtub or a hot tub. But that isn't going of happen.