While I had some spare time this evening, I thought I’d write a bit more about what’s going on.
For those in tune to what’s going on … tomorrow afternoon I’m off the Dartmouth Medical Center for some more testing, and a meeting with Dr. Eva M Rzucidlo. The purpose is to determine exactly what path to follow in repairing my carotid arteries (mainly on the right side).
She has an impressive resume and I full faith that she’s a pro. If you remember a ways back, Dartmouth Medical Center is the hospital I turned down before going for proton therapy in Boston. I simply didn’t like their plan for treating my chondrosarcoma. That being said, I do believe they’ll be the best in our area for this operation.
The story begins:
Last Thursday (February 17, 2011), while at work, I experienced a really weird thing with my right eye. It literally shut off for about twenty seconds. I mean off, like you shut the lights off in the room, total darkness. The twenty seconds seemed like a long time at the time, but then as suddenly as it turned off, it turned back on! That was it for the day.
At the time, although I did think that was an odd thing to happen, I kind of brushed it off … well, not kind of … I did brush it off. There’s a logical reason for that too. There have been so many physical changes in my body this past year that I simply chalked it up to being on more thing I should mention at my next trip to Boston. At the time, it made sense … at least more sense then it does now. We all know hind-sight is always twenty-twenty.
While the sight was gone in my right eye, there was no pain, no dizziness, no head-ache, no nothing … I just couldn’t see out of it. I say this because it was an important factor in the decision of my not to saying anything at the time.
The next day Friday, I was outside talking to my friend Harry M. when it happened again … but this time it was different sort of. Instead of getting total darkness (as dark, as dark can be), my vision sort of split. The top half was pure white and the bottom half was pure black … now how strange is that? Slowly, the bottom half started to come back and within about ten seconds I could see my friend from the chest down … really. It was very odd to say the least. I could clearly see his stomach and legs … but not his shoulders and head! Literally, my vision was chopped in have just like you’d cut a photograph in half. Again, after a few minutes my vision totally cleared up and went back to normal. I mentioned to Harry that I my eyes were acting up and explained a little bit of what was going on. We went back to work. Again, the rest of the day was uneventful.
Saturday came along and while at home talking with Sher it happened again. This time although the effects were a little different, the temporary blindness lasted a tad longer. At that time I told Sher about it and we decided we’d call the doc on Monday, even though it was a holiday.
Sunday it happened again, twice in fact. Now … I was thoroughly convinced something was wrong. I’d lost vision five times in the last few days. I started thinking about what might happen if it occurred while I was driving, or doing something like cutting stuff up for dinner. You know how thoughts race through your mind when something weird is going on … well this ranked as weirdness to me.
I started thinking back to try and remember any other times this may have happened, but couldn’t think of a thing. There were other strange visuals too. Once I experienced total darkness with just a pinhole of light coming through … like looking through a pin hole in a piece of paper. All darkness except for the pinhole which I could see through. Another time my vision turned totally dark purple! Yes, very weird.
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