2005Fun and Games Dept.: Jan 3: Eye Doctors and Such. Considering this will be the ninth eye doctor or eye specialist I will have seen re my ‘glaucoma’, you wouldn’t think I’d be at all concerned, and perhaps I won’t be after I take a Xanax.
But for now, I am. I have had eight different versions of what is the matter with my eyes, ranging all the way from “There are only a few nerve fibers left” to “You don’t have glaucoma at all!” Oh, that includes “I dunno, and I don’t want to follow your case anymore, and boy, you sure know how to call a spade a spade.” (Huh?)
I have no idea what I said to that doctor to make him think that or who said something to him about me, but that really hurt, as he was the doc I liked the most and trusted the most with my eye care, up to that point.
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