C.J. Cherryh's Blog, page 33

Better today. Not totally, but on the mend.

Still occasionally feels like a contact lens stuck where it shouldn’t be, but the heat compresses are really helping. Seems dry eye and this sort of thing are not an unknown result of the cataract surgery—I have this from a friend online who is an opthamologist—and all I can do is just keep at the compresses.

Jane has dry eyes also, and says the compresses (we got her one, too) are the best thing since sliced bread.

I’ll try to fix that over-run glitch in the left column — may take me a couple of days. I’m not focussing mentally real well past this discomfort. But I’ll get it.

BTW, sort of heads-up tomorrow re news on gravitational waves, and possibly a proof or disproof of General Relativity. There is a competing theory.

Well, as to jury duty…

I don’t know whether its psychosomatic or what, but waked at 4:30 with the left eye puffy and painful…called the surgeon, which has been a process: took me from 7 am till about 11 to get hold of just the desk at the surgery center; and they’re going to have a look at it tomorrow morning early. Meanwhile eyedrops and compresses. It delivers a stabbing pain now and again sort of like having a contact lens stuck where it doesn’t belong, up under the lid. The optometrist saw it Friday, and said the pressure was good and all that, and couldn’t figure why it would hurt ever so often…

So, well, about 4:30 this morning it hurt worse—waked me up; and wouldn’t quit. Since I’ve gotten up and moved about (and blinked a lot) it’s backed off a bit. But this eye has had a nagging pain now and again ever since the surgery. And since 4:30 this morning it cuts in about every half hour for a few minutes, then quits.

So I went down to the courthouse and told the very reasonable people I have to beg off, so I am off. Since I am off and it is still hurting quite distractingly, I tend not to think it was psychosomatic…but I’ll be happier if the doc tomorrow can find something specific and get rid of the pain. It feels for all the world like an object lodged up somewhere in that nasty little hollow in the upper lid. I wonder if there’s something from the surgery that wandered where it shouldn’t have.

I did stop the meds last Wednesday, as completed, and if anything is going to get infected it now has a chance to be, so I figure I do need to have this looked at asap. If it’s just a nerve that got dinged that will eventually heal, all good: I’ll survive. But I do hope they can figure this out. My eyes are, like, majorly important.

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Well, tomorrow I have to report for ‘jury orientation’ tomorrow…

We’ll see how that goes.

Jane has to call noonish to see if she’s needed again.

So Jane and I, after 3 months of procrastination and disasters, get to Costco.

On a Friday afternoon.

Before Superbowl Sunday.

Aaaagh.

We were going out to eat.

We decided after several quarter sandwiches, sausage bits and pizza pieces, plus 2 chicken wings and some cinnamon dessert loaf, we could—ah—skip supper.

Final eye exam from the two surgeries today, and all ok.

Because I didn’t opt to have the fancier lens implants, I just have good lenses, but need reading glasses with an astigmatism correction. Which are now on order. Glass lenses. Extra weight, yes, but they clean up so nice. My optometrist is the only place in town that grinds their own lenses, so they can do glass, and have it within a week.

We tried one of those TENS units that uses electric pads to make muscle contract as a treatment for sciatic pain—I read all the ads and reviews for various pills and nostrums and then read WebMD, which said that TENS devices work, not so much the other things. Well, we got one, and it does help. Unfortunately, it refused to recharge. So back it goes to Amazon and we ordered another one.

I am also—gasp—ordering a bedspread set, inspired by the fact the room now has a very nice floor.

If we can just get through the next week or so with jury duty, we are going to get the living room floor to match and quit living on plywood among boxes, of evenings.

I get Jane back today.

I also get the details of the case they’re deliberating.

Jury duty.

Jane’s. Sigh.

Mine next week.

I know. Civic duty. When the jury system has a guilty or innocent person with a law that fits, cool. If it’s one of our problematic laws that doesn’t fit or shouldn’t apply, not so cool. If I happen to get a case where I can’t justify the law itself, I can’t vote guilty, no matter what.

Carbonite crashed….they fixed it.

Dunno why, a stray pion, maybe, but the backup program went down and locked up. I tell you, that is a good service. Got online with them with a friendly tech and managed to get the program uninstalled, reinstalled, and the backup underway inside 30 minutes.

Well, I’m trying a new recipe…Asian pork crockpot

Pork of whatever sort you can get reasonably. The original was 2 pork loin roasts.

Crockpot.

Cup of chicken broth.

quarter cup soy sauce

quarter cup balsamic vinegar

teaspoon or so dijon mustard

teaspoon each of: oregano, thyme

2 tsp of rosemary

1/2 tsp black pepper or chili flake

3 tsp honey

cup of onion (if you can: I subbed more garlic and 2 bok choy for fiber)

2 minced cloves garlic (I did more.)

brown the meat before adding.

cook 6 or more hours.