NO IMPROVEMENT WHATSOEVER.
Last night could barely even watch the footie as it constantly streamed and just wanted to be closed.
Will ring surgery later, but predict a referral to the RVI coming up!
I've been dreading this outcome, as I am all to familiar with the Eye Clinic and a certain Mr Figueredo who may be the top man in his field but has the manners of a wild boar in a field full of sows wearing truffle necklaces.
I have been treated by the great man (or more usually one of his minions) on a number of occasions, and although he has had a look at my eye (to which the rest of me is attached) he has never ONCE spoken to me or acknowledged my presence in any way. He occasionally deigns to bluster into the consulting room having made everyone aware of his presence from the other end of the corridor as he barges around being the very important man that he clearly is.
As you can probably tell - I'm not his biggest fan!

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