here I am back in another hospital waiting room. this time am in HK. the flight was fine considering that I slept the entire time minus the times up to do drops...which would be every freaking half hour. admittedly, I did sleep through a few as I was completely knackered.
so the eye is a bit better. I still cannot see out of it but some of the goo is gone, which is a relief. however, after four nights of doing drops and therefore having intermittent sleep, I kind of feel like I am hanging on by a thread.
hopefully I will be called soon-as I've developed a strong Garcia effect aversion to the smell of healthcare facilities...
ROUND TWO
the Chinese have a great way of making you feel terrible. "WOW, so very bad!" I was greated by the nurse. and then the doctor had more good news for me telling me I could lose vision in my left eye but "not to worry as you have two eyes so it's ok."
sitting back in another hospital crying alone forces me to ask what I've done to deserve this? I mean, sure I am far from perfect, but really am I THAT bad??? guess so...
No comments:
Post a Comment