Oh hey, party people. Sorry for yet another long hiatus from the blogosphere. I guess long breaks in blogging is sorta my thing. Gotta keep the people wanting more. And by people, I mean my mother-in-law, as I'm pretty sure she's the only one who reads these. And she might not even read them all! (Hi Jana! Hope you're having a great day!)
Anyway, things have been nuts per usual. I've been working, schooling, interning, and job searching and Chuck has been working especially unusual hours at work. And for the last few weeks I've been operating as an almost legally blind person.
Read on for the saga of my eyes these last few months...
First of all, my vision is somewhere around 20/500 without corrective lenses (my eye doctor quit counting at that point.) I read somewhere that this means that what most people can see clearly from 500+ ft away, I must be 20 ft away from before I can see it clearly. When I don't have my glasses or contacts, I can't even kind of begin to read the big E on an eye chart. It is considered to be "profound low vision." Luckily, with the appropriate glasses and contacts I can see somewhere closer to 20/20. Yay! Effective glasses and contacts are essential to my ability to function each day.
In late September I went to my physician to get a prescription for what I believed was a case of pink eye in my left eye. (I work with a lot of people and with children, and it's not unheard of for me to be exposed to pink eye germs.) He gave me some antibiotics and I used them as directed and noticed no difference. I also noticed no other symptoms of pink eye beyond that my eyes were pink. I became suspicious that maybe something else was going on.
Within a few more weeks, my eyes were dry, painful, and both were now BRIGHT pink for the majority of each day. People were starting to look at me funny because I no longer had any white in my eyes. So, I made an appointment with my eye doctor back home in Indiana to see her during the week I was back preparing for the wedding. I went to her, explained what was going on, and had my traditional exam done. She determined that my eyes were just dry, suggested I drink more water, use a humidifier, and use moisturizing eye drops. She also gave me more breathable contacts along with a new prescription for both my glasses and contacts. And, with all of these new tips, I was able to keep my eye redness to a minimum on my wedding day. Woo!
Except when I got teary, as you can tell here (with my mama after dad's sweet speech.)
After another couple of weeks, after returning to Michigan, my new glasses and contacts came in the mail. Immediately I knew they were wrong. I was not able to see anything out of them, specifically out of the right lens. Honestly, I might as well not been wearing them at all. But, I didn't want to deal with the hassle of trying to get it all fixed while being in a different state than my eye doctor, so I simply continued to wear my old contacts lenses and carried on.
Unfortunately, my eyes continued to get worse. By this point, I was carrying a drugstore worth of eyedrops in every purse I own, using a humidifier, taking antihistamines (in case it was some sort of allergy issue), taking eye vitamins, and still suffering from red, painful eyes, that continued to get worse. I also continued to rely on using my old contacts daily, as my glasses were worthless with the new, clearly (well, not so clearly) incorrect lenses, even though I know that contacts are not good for irritated eyes. A girl's gotta see!
Within the last month or so, I also began to develop an extreme sensitivity to light. When driving (especially with sun reflecting off of the snow) I couldn't even keep my eyes open for more than a second or so at a time, because the light was especially painful, and I often have had to pull over to close my eyes for a while. I also resorted to blinking really quickly or squinting really hard, to be able to continue driving (I have many driving-dependent responsibilities for my job and internship.) And I drove with both the front and side visors down, and the passenger visor down, while wearing sunglasses. I looked like a fool, and I knew it wasn't safe. Even the office and house lights became too painful to bear, and I began brushing my teeth in the dark. Obviously, I had to do something. I had been putting it off for months because both my primary care physician and trusted eye doctor had brushed it off as nothing major and I figured it would go away on its own.
But, I (finally!) made an appointment with another eye doctor for a second opinion and to get my glasses/contacts script corrected. When I got to the new appointment, they measured my glasses script to my vision needs and were baffled but just how far off they were! Then, the doctor looked at my eyes under a microscope and declared they were some of the most damaged eyes he had ever seen. In fact, his direct quote was, "your eyes look absolutely horrible. I can't believe another doctor examined you and didn't do anything about this; it should have been addressed months ago!" Yikes! He ordered me to not wear my contacts for 30 days and prescribed me with steroid eye drops and moisture eye drops to use a minimum of 6 times a day between the two of them. BUT, he also refused to give me a new glasses script for two weeks because both the damage and the eye drops cause changes in vision/cause me to see blurry (-er than normal) and any script he would give me, would not still be accurate after my eyes heal. My only option has been to wear my barely-helpful-wrong-lenses glasses, or none at all. Ay yi yi! Bad news for a blind girl! Yet, I was so thankful to have answers and a solution, I could hardly be upset.
To compensate, I've had to zoom all my technology screens up to 200-250%, not drive anywhere where I would need to read a street sign, accept that I will not see or recognize anyone in a crowd unless they are standing on me, and generally hold things against my face to read them for the last few weeks. I was only able to identify Chuck from across the way at the grocery store last weekend because he had a green blob on his head. (He was wearing his beloved MSU Spartans hat.) I'm currently 11 days into this, with 4 days to go before I can get new glasses! And, in the last 2 days, I've noticed that my eyes are not red,
much much less sensitive to light, and LESS BLURRY! ( My computer is only at 150% zoom right now! Little victories!)
So, if you've seen me in the last 11 days squinting, or with giant words on my computer, or holding paper up to my face, you know why. And, if you've seen me in a public place and I didn't acknowledge you, I wasn't ignoring you, I just couldn't see the features of your face to identify you. If you've seen me in the last 4 months with bright red eyes, this is why. I am so grateful to have some answers and so excited for new glasses this week!
I will never ignore my instinct that something is wrong with my health again, despite what doctors say. It took three tries on this one, but I knew there was more than the story than meets the eye. (Get it? Eye!... sorry.) And now I'm on the road to healing and recovery!!!!!
Be grateful for your vision, people.
And, one last thing... I do not fault my original eye doctor for this mistake/oversight. She has been my trusted doctor since my first eye exam as a child and has never steered me wrong before. There could be a million reasons (which I won't speculate on) as to why these mistakes were made. She is a lovely person and a very good eye doctor in most cases.