The bad news is, there's no good news.
I thought I would have a quirky blog today, filled with pictures of me in various eye glass frames.
My optometry appointment did not go as planned.
The plan was to get through the tests and exams, get a new prescription, and a new cute pair of frames.
I arrived 10 minutes early so I walked over to the wall of eye glass frames.
I like looking at all of them first, then going back to try on the ones that stand out on the second walk through.
I didn't get to my second walk through, I got called in...
Usual tests/exams: cover test, glaucoma test, auto refractors, visual field test, refraction test, slit lamp exam, and pupil dilation.
I went in worried the vision in my right eye was worsening, but I realized something was wrong with my left eye during the visual field test.
For anyone unfamiliar with it, it's a machine with a chin rest inside a large dome, you stare at a small orange light straight ahead and random tiny white lights of different intensities are flashed around the orange light. You hit a clicker every time you see one of the tiny white lights.
The right eye went fine.
During the left eye, I noticed a pause in the tiny white lights appearing.
I panicked a bit because I was positive I didn't see any lights.
A few more lights appeared, then the test was over.
The refraction test confirmed my worry.
This is the test we are used to seeing on TV with the doctor asking which lens looks better:
The right eye went well.
The left eye, even with all the adjusting, still saw the letters blurry and out of focus.
On to the slit lamp exam:
She spent a bit longer on my left eye.
She dilated my left eye, then back to the slit lamp ...
The worse news is...
I have a scar ... and I'm blind where the scar is, which is making my right eye work some over time.
So if we ever have the pleasure of meeting in person and I look at you funny, at least you'll know why.