Yesterday saw both my primary care physician and my ophthalmologist. The eye doc was going to be looking for some odd stuff so Mary came along as driver. This happened last night at 7:30PM because when I described the symptoms to the doctor in the afternoon, he insisted on seeing me after his surgery session so 7:30PM was the earliest.
Given his office was empty, he invited Mary in to the examination room to participate in the banter. Heck, he even gave her one of his instruments to look into my eyeball. She said it was cool--and crazed.
We were there for almost two hours. While bantering, we talked about Mary and her Cholangiocarcinoma and he volunteered, "Mary's situation is a miracle!" Let me see, that sounds a lot like my heart specialist a couple of weeks ago. I guess when you have two medical specialists claiming a miracle, its time to think that perhaps it really is something very special!
As for my eye, I am suffering from vitreous humor (vitreous gel) detachment which means the vitreous fluid aka gel interior to the eyeball is separating from the retina. This is an extremely common behavior and happens very frequently. Mary had the same thing happen earlier this year. In her case, it also started to tear the retina which required immediate laser surgery to stop the loss of vision. Basically, it is nothing to worry about but I am not supposed to play sports with physical contact or fast head movements (a real sacrifice given my athletic bent), and I am supposed to see the doc weekly for a while. Not a biggie. He was a touch frustrated because the eye has a fairly significant cataract that we planned on removing sometime soon. Because my last regular appointment was the same month as Mary's liver surgery, I told him it I would schedule it when things settled down a bit. Now, its in the way of him seeing what he wants to see. Net, net, its this damn thing called getting old.
By the way, when he does do the cataract surgery (3 months or so from now) he can correct my vision to be 20-20. This is the eye that has been so nearsighted since my childhood. Imagine, I might be able to stop wearing glasses! I would need reading glasses, but wow!
As for my primary care physician, she was very pleased with what has been done and my situation with my heart. She reconfirmed a suspected viral infection creating the pericardial effusion. She also confirmed the best cure was time and I could use either aspirin or Advil if I was uncomfortable. She is in regular communication with the heart specialist. My next appointment is set for December for a physical so the primary care doc is feeling pretty good about me. Oh, yeah, and the symptoms that caused me to go see the doc in the first place are gone.
Mary? She's fine.
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