Just keep swimming, swimming...

There has been blessedly little to write as of late...  Things are going well.  The pessimist in me just keeps waiting for something to fall apart, but so far, things continue to go well with me and my ol' eye.  I just couldn't wait a whole week to see the doctor (I started worrying; so much could happen in a week!), so I went in yesterday, where my left eye was at 5, my vision a bit worse at 20/40 (it will continue to fluctuate for a while), and the right eye I have started to have nightmares about was holding steady at 23 (still high, but okay in the short term until the left heals a bit more). 

I get this little bubble under the conjunctiva occasionally, which he assured me was normal, but he said it should remind me to take it easy.  So, I'm trying to take it easy, which is surprisingly easy, since I get so damn tired after doing very little.  I think a lot of it is the fact that I've just had two surgeries in one month, but it could also have a little to do with the fact that I've done little else in that month besides watch TV and eat sugar.  Needless to say, I am not in the best shape...  Oh well, all in good time, all in good time...  

The pressure is still a little low in that left eye (it get so exhausting, worrying about "too high!" then "too low!"; it can drive one crazy, believe me), so the doc may start decreasing the number of times I use the steroid drop.  Considering I'm instilling one drop every two hours, there's a lot of room for decreasing.  I am looking forward to that, not only because that is a lot to keep track of, but also because the doc now thinks that is why I'm often so shaky.  Before the second surgery, he and Adam both thought I was shaky because of nerves and stress (likely), but now I'm still shaky, and it is probably because I'm all ramped up on steroids.  It's a bad feeling.  So, I'm looking forward to that ending.  

So, you can see, I'm doing pretty well without the drama which had nearly taken over my life for a while, but I'm not really back to normal either, so I'm kind of caught in the middle...  And am therefore feeling kind of blah...  I'm grateful I'm on the road back to health.  I really, really am.  But, I'm left with this odd feeling of "now what?"  I am feeling well enough to have helped in both girls' classes this week, but still ill enough for that to have left me exhausted.  But, every day keeps getting better, which I really couldn't say a few weeks ago, so I will just embrace that and know everything will work out.  

In other news:  Adam is doing a big talk tonight about Frankenstein (my husband!); Grace is testing for her orange belt on Friday night; Anna made the Dance Company she tried out for with her current teacher, so now she will have even more practices and get to perform more.  We are all hopelessly addicted to Mario Cart.