Caring for My Chaos

Along with my entire family, I wear glasses.  I have for about 3 years now.  I had noticed about two months ago that my left eye was really bad.  I couldn't see anything out of it, just blurry blobs.  So,  I carried myself to the eye doctors, expecting to get a new prescription.  He dilated my eyes because my left eye failed all the tests.  Imagine my surprise when he tells me that at the age of 42, I have cataracts.  I couldn't believe it! He said this is extremely rare, but does happen.  I ended up leaving there with a referral to an eye surgeon instead of a prescription.  Now I'm waiting to go see the eye surgeon.  I'm a little nervous even though I know it's an easy,  routine surgery.  I will keep all you wonderful readers updated as this progresses!

  For those of you that follow this blog, you know that in January, I had gone in for my yearly mammogram that I get to have at an early age due to my mother having breast cancer. At that appointment, they set me up to have an MRI since I have a high risk of developing breast cancer. Today I had the MRI. It's not as uncomfortable as the mammogram I have to say, but it's still no fun. There is no dignity when it comes to these things. At least I got to keep my socks on. You lie on a table face down with your boobs in holes in the table. The table then slides into a tube that makes horrendous noises. They even gave me earplugs, the noises are so bad. I had to lie still for 20 minutes, but at least there was no squishing or smooshing. They put in an IV so that they can inject contrast at one point during the picture taking, which doesn't hurt at all and I got a good technician who knew what she was doing when she put the IV in. That didn't hurt and no bruising! Bonu...