Friday, 17 August 2012

Hazy sight [17/8]

Today, I ventured out of the door to the opticians in the opposite town.
I had to go collect my glasses, as they had new lenses placed in them, and I had to go to try contact lenses again. 

When I arrived, they presented me with the lenses. I managed to put them in easily, even with a twinge of discomfort and a snivelly nose. I then was able to get the one lens out of my eye.. But the other one couldn't as easily, so I had to sacrifice my long nails, and even that didn't help. 
It didn't seem to matter, as I had to see if the lenses fitted, by having my eyes examined. 
I was left for a few minutes, and in that time, I realised I could see fuck all. Everything was blurry, and everything seemed to be distorted.
After inspection from the optician, it turns out my corneas are quite flat, so these lenses didn't fit my eyes as well as they should. It was quite embarrassing for me, as with the lenses, when she asked me to read the letters on the board, I couldn't even make out the biggest letter which covered the whole screen.  
It ended all being like: 'Can you read these?' ...'Nope.'.... 'These?'..... 'No..'... 'This letter?'... 'N...No.'
The prescription was fine, as when I put my glasses with the new lenses in, with the same prescription, I could read all the letters she gave me, even the teeny tiny ones. It's apparently just the lenses. Hopefully some other brands will give me better and less blurry vision for lenses.

After that, me and my Dad wandered around town, and had a little lunch in a quaint little restaurant. I had a little chicken salad roll and a hot chocolate. I rarely have hot chocolates, but this little place was renowned for theirs, so I succumbed happily.
Afterwards, after battling rain and wind, we picked up my prescription for my strong medicine, as I need it often to kill the pains I have in the morning, which then helps me go back to sleep.
Supposedly it's a Class B drug in the UK, so my GP was a bit wary about me having it again. People who use Dihydrocodeine (the drug I'm having) usually have a dependency on it.. Which I can say I am probably definitely developing.  
But instead of the elixir I had last time, my GP prescribed me tablets.
Which fucks EVERYTHING up, as when I'm in pain in the morning, I can't keep tablets down. And as I can't get anymore Dihydrocodeine for a while, I'm literally fucked in the mornings. Pain, can't have normal tablets, throw up the special tablets I have. Let's hope they can be crushed up and drunk with water..

Tonight, me, my brother and my Mother went to Pizza Hut to have a little meal. I can't say I truely love Pizza Hut, but I almost managed to eat a whole Margarita pizza and have salad and a desert. Hopefully this means I'm getting my appetite back.

Let's see how this week goes now!

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