falling apart at the seams
It started with a bum shoulder. I had no idea what I did to deserve this nagging pain, but there it was. Making me wince when I moved my arm in a certain direction and keeping me from going to the gym. The worst of all was when I woke up in the middle of the night with a searing pain in my shoulder. I must have been sleeping on it wrong and wow it hurt! I popped two Ibebroken tablets in my mouth and crawled back to bed, resisting the encroaching feeling of faintness.*
The good news is that the shoulder seems to be on the mend. The bad news is that I have a bug in my eye.
Sort of.
A few days ago I was sitting on my deck reading a Con Law outline when I noticed what looked like a gnat or a flea hopping around on the lense of my sunglasses. I took off my sunglasses but still saw the bug. I took out my contacts and still saw the bug. Its three days later and I still see the bug.
As any prudent seeker of medical advice would do, I turned to Google**. And according to Dr. Google I am suffering from a floater. And the damn thing is driving me batty. Every time I look around, I see it. And I try to focus on it. And because it is inside my eye and moves with my eye I CAN'T focus on it. Its like some sort of Chinese water torture and apparently these things can last forever. Oh, and they are a normal part of the aging process. The aging process?!?! Now I'm aging?! This just keeps getting better and better!
A black speck floating around in my field of vision for two full days of sitting for the bar exam just might be enough to drive me to drink ...
* I'm a fainter. Especially when it involves waking up in pain.
** Note that I do plan on asking my eye doc about it the next time I am there, and if more spots show up I will most certainly be making an appointment earlier than planned


J - floaters can be (but are not necessarily) signs of retinal problems that should not go unaddressed. I would get in sooner rather than later - let me know if you need the name of a good ophthalmologist in the area. - Mad.
damnit girl, you're going to the doc or i'm calling my (opthamalogist) cousin...!