Friday, November 30, 2012

Almost Over

My husband had his second eye surgery a few days ago, the one for the cataract. The follow-up appointment looked good; there's no sign of either infection or of glaucoma, which is a rare but non-zero possible consequence of this kind of surgery. If that particular number comes up, there's nothing they can do, and all you have to look forward to is eventual complete blindness in that eye. It looks like Jim's dodged that one, though. He'll go back in a couple of weeks for another check-up, and to get a new prescription for glasses, once things have healed up and settled down.

He's feeling good about the outcome. His left eye is a lot clearer than it was before this recent surgery, and we're hoping that with his new glasses, he'll be able to read paper books again. That'd be awesome. Positive thoughts in Jim's direction greatly appreciated.

It's funny, I was looking at my wordcount records just recently and realized that, one, I haven't written squat this year (which I've been aware of for a while), and two, that the squat started right around April. Duh. :P Dean and Kris talk about liferolls, and I hadn't really thought about it because it didn't happen to me, personally, but I've been stressed out over this since Jim's retina tried to rip itself out of his eyeball back in April. I'm bipolar, which means my productivity is iffy at the best of times, dependent upon what my brain chemistry is doing on any given day. I don't handle stress well at all, and this has been almost eight solid months of worrying and stressing out. It's not quite over yet, but there's the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel now, and there's a decent chance it's not an on-coming train. We'll see.

At least I can look forward to 2013 being a much better writing year than 2012. It really couldn't be worse, so the future's looking good. That's something to feel optimistic about.

I hope everyone else has been doing well, and has a great holiday. [wave/hug]



Charles Gramlich said...

March was when things crashed for me with Lana's diagnosis. I haven't yet gotten back into it, even though she has gotten very good news. Maybe the new year.

Charles Gramlich said...

Glad your husband's surgery went well, of course.

Angie said...

Charles -- definitely a tough year. [nod] It's worse to be Lana (or Jim) of course, but it's tough to be us, too. Worrying like this about someone you love really sucks. I'm glad Lana's doing better; I have a set of virtual fingers crossed for her.