I went to see my eye doctor yesterday. After about 45 minutes in the waiting room, I was called in and an assistant did a preliminary exam of my eyes. I have advanced macular degeneration in my left eye, which means I have lost the central vision. If I look straight at a full moon and cover my right eye, the moon disappears completely. If I look a short distance away I can see the moon with peripheral vision. There is no cure for macular degeneration. My right eye has a cataract that makes everything dim, like looking through a foggy window. A cataract can be removed and replaced with an artificial lens. I have a hard time reading anything, even my computer screen when it is zoomed in. Black text looks pale gray. This has been getting worse for about a year, so I thought I was ready for surgery. Anyway, after the preliminary exam, I was shown a second waiting room and told to wait for the doctor. This wait was only fifteen minutes. The doc checked my eyes, spending maybe ten minutes. Then he told me to come back in SIX MONTHS! He said I can see well enough to drive, so I am okay. I will not drive in even moderate traffic, so I’m lucky to live in a small town. I was very disappointed in the doctor’s decision, but I did not think of kicking him. I am 75, and the doctor is 96. He is still sharp-minded but looks very feeble. I might think differently about my other doctor, a much younger guy. He is fair game.
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