Evil Eye,,,
Sep. 2nd, 2004 10:45 amYAAAAAAAY! I am back from the Evil Eye appointment with my retinologist, aka Sexy Italian Doctor, with good news.
We get along very well, Sexy Italian Doctor and I, because he is an Italian Family Guy, and I am a French Family Gal, so we exchange news about our respective kids and talk about Europeanfood culture and flirt harmlessly, and he is very happy to have good news to tell me, and I am very happy to hear them.
It appears that my retina on the right eye is stable and dry (yay!). So: next appointment in 6 months, and if the Evil Eye is still stable, it'll go down to one appointment every year.
(I am not giving any more details about the whole thing, first because I am typing this with one closed eye - my pupils are still dilated and I don't see well, but also because last time I candidly answered someone's questions about the whole procedure, said someone, uh, fainted. So.)
And the young woman who took my order at the local coffee shop, where I went to treat myself with a celebratory Crème Brûlée Ristretto (with extra whipped cream) afterwards complimented me on my beautiful T-shirt (it has a Gustav Klimt motiv, my mom has obliquely hinted at the fact that she would love to have a T-shirt like that, but I bought it at the Gustav Klimt exhibition in Ottawa 3 years ago, it's not like you can go into a shop and buy it anywhere).
And I am now off to get abundantly kissed by two lovely little girls who had a grand time with mamie Heidi this morning, but welcomed me with delirious happiness when I returned nevertheless...
Life is good today :D
Hello, world. You are quite blurred still, but I love you. Er. Maybe the blurring actually helps. ;)
We get along very well, Sexy Italian Doctor and I, because he is an Italian Family Guy, and I am a French Family Gal, so we exchange news about our respective kids and talk about European
It appears that my retina on the right eye is stable and dry (yay!). So: next appointment in 6 months, and if the Evil Eye is still stable, it'll go down to one appointment every year.
(I am not giving any more details about the whole thing, first because I am typing this with one closed eye - my pupils are still dilated and I don't see well, but also because last time I candidly answered someone's questions about the whole procedure, said someone, uh, fainted. So.)
And the young woman who took my order at the local coffee shop, where I went to treat myself with a celebratory Crème Brûlée Ristretto (with extra whipped cream) afterwards complimented me on my beautiful T-shirt (it has a Gustav Klimt motiv, my mom has obliquely hinted at the fact that she would love to have a T-shirt like that, but I bought it at the Gustav Klimt exhibition in Ottawa 3 years ago, it's not like you can go into a shop and buy it anywhere).
And I am now off to get abundantly kissed by two lovely little girls who had a grand time with mamie Heidi this morning, but welcomed me with delirious happiness when I returned nevertheless...
Life is good today :D
Hello, world. You are quite blurred still, but I love you. Er. Maybe the blurring actually helps. ;)