So I was back at the doctor's office yesterday for 4-week exam and doc pulled me over to the computer monitor and started explaining how well the surgery had worked. I had to stop her and explain that she was speaking in Retinaese and I had no clue what she was talking about.
Then I asked about a blurry issue with my other eye. Looking through her scope (because my pupils were so dilated that the curvature of the earth was visible) she said that I have "a fluffy, cotton candy type floater" in my eye.
Yep. Even my eyeballs produce sugary desserts.
When I asked what the solution was (more steroid drops??) she said:
(remember, medical school degree is speaking here)
"Do jumping jacks."
Yes, you read that right. I'm to do jumping jacks which will help the floating blob of...whatever it is...move downward.
I honestly looked at her and said: "I honestly can't tell if you're joking."
She laughed and said they've found that exercise helped this type of problem. Especially jumping jacks.
Good lord, I haven't done jumping jacks since Mrs. Coon's eighth grade gym class
And here I thought I'd reach a level of maturity by having cataracts removed, but apparently I'm back in eighth grade.
Me doing jumping jacks. It wasn't pretty then and it isn't pretty now.
Then I asked about a blurry issue with my other eye. Looking through her scope (because my pupils were so dilated that the curvature of the earth was visible) she said that I have "a fluffy, cotton candy type floater" in my eye.
Yep. Even my eyeballs produce sugary desserts.
When I asked what the solution was (more steroid drops??) she said:
(remember, medical school degree is speaking here)
"Do jumping jacks."
Yes, you read that right. I'm to do jumping jacks which will help the floating blob of...whatever it is...move downward.
I honestly looked at her and said: "I honestly can't tell if you're joking."
She laughed and said they've found that exercise helped this type of problem. Especially jumping jacks.
Good lord, I haven't done jumping jacks since Mrs. Coon's eighth grade gym class
And here I thought I'd reach a level of maturity by having cataracts removed, but apparently I'm back in eighth grade.
Me doing jumping jacks. It wasn't pretty then and it isn't pretty now.