Well, this has been 24 hours or so I could have done without. Sunday-ish, I started having this blurry area in the bottom corner of my right eye. I thought maybe my eyes were just tired because I’d been using my computer a lot, so I determined to ignore it - it really wasn’t obstructing my vision, it was mostly just annoying. The blurriness kept hanging around, though, until yesterday when I started having pain around my eye - not in my eye, but around it. After a consult with Dr. Google, I decided that I should probably get it looked at since there were all kinds of scary things that it could be.
I don’t have a primary care physician (again) because my last one closed her practice, but I had the name of one I was planning to use, so I called there to get an appointment, only to hear there were no new patient appointments available until next Friday. Um, possible detached retina - waiting a week and a half? Maybe not such a good idea. The appointment setter suggested I go to Urgent Care, which I did. The urgent care doc couldn’t see anything, but thought it best I go to the ER. So off to the ER I went. When they finally got me back there, the PA in the ER also couldn’t see anything, but wasn’t overly concerned. He told me the best thing to do was follow up the next day with an opthalmologist.
So, this morning, I set out to make an appointment with a specialist…without a referral. If you’re on or have ever been on an HMO, you know how effing frustrating referrals are. I found a doctor that would be able to see me (after first managing to calling two pediactrics only doctors), called the insurance to see what to do about the referral, was told the written referral from the ER would be sufficient and called the doctor back. Well, then they told me that I needed to see a retinal specialist, so I had to call yet another doctor. Finally, I got an appointment, went to the office, waited an hour to get called back, got called back, got my eyes dilated, got examined (which OW! bright lights! shining in my eyes! ow!) and the diagnosis was…
…eyes are perfect, no problems, no retinal detachment, vision is great, everything is wonderful, but he didn’t quite know what was causing the blurriness - possibly my ocular migraines. So, now I’m just waiting for my eyes to undilate - they’re much better than they were. I can at least read things close up again.
It was quite a stressful time, though, worrying about whether there was something critically wrong with my eyes. My eyes, other than an astigmatism (that got better after my pregnancy oddly enough) and some nearsightedness, have always been pretty good, so it was scary to think something might be wrong with them. The blurriness is still there, but it doesn’t effect my vision, and I can live with it, I suppose, as long as I know there’s probably nothing to worry about.
Next on my list of not-so-fun medical procedures? A mammogram. Yay 40s! :P
P.S. I still hate, detest, and otherwise loathe insurance companies. Bah humbug.