... but we finally got back from the RVI (having arrived there at 10am) at 3.30 this afternoon - and NO we didn't stop on the way home for lunch, that is purely the time it took to spend the grand total of ten minutes with an optician who told me that my eye is indeed getting better!
I waited a further twenty minutes for the receptionist girl to make an appointment (September!) with the objectionable Mr Figueredo, becasues she kept breaking off from what she was doing to have a chat to her colleagues and to glare furiously at a porter for about five minutes because he clearly wasn't doing his job the way SHE thought he should be doing it, and then I waited a further half hour for the prescription for more anti-coldsore stuff and, wait for it - artifical tears! Clearly I have cried so much from the bad eye that I have no tears of my own left!
All this time, of course, the dogs were in the car. Fortunately Charles was able to keep going out to them and took them for a couple of gentle walks. I say gentle because, following their visit to the vets again this morning in which it was confirmed that Rose does indeed have the same infection that Lily has, we were told to keep them very quiet and calm for the next week and avoid meeting other dogs. More antibiotics have been prescribed, but thankfully their coughing and sneezing seems to have been less today.
We met MILO's owner while we were waiting. Long time readers may remember Milo Schmilo from the days when the girls went to puppy parties and were traumatised on their first visit by this boisterous black labrador pup - MIlo no less. Anyway, Milo wasn't with her today - she was taking her cat to the vet. But she did say that he is dreadful at coming back when he's off his lead. (Get some little bits of cheese and chicken and you'll have no problem getting him back.)
So - back to the eye condition. I tried to have a conversation about the long-term prognosis, but the guy I saw today wasn't keen to get into that - and in fairness, probably didn't have time as there were still another hundered or so people waiting to see him. He talked briefly about corneal implants, although I will have to have been free of infection for a long time before that would be considered as the herpes simplex virus will attack the implant and I'll have no benefit at all. No doubt Mr Figuerdo will explain all in September!!! Ha ha ha - in all the time I've had the misfortune to encounter him he has never ONCE actually spoken to ME!! Well - he'll get a shock this time because I'm going to go armed with qustions!
LILY & ROSE
Here are some photos of Lily & Rose. There are a few from the first time we saw them when they were just 4 weeks old. They would fit on your hand at this age and didn't look much like westies!
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Hell hath no fury like a woman kept waiting in the RVI. We give Maggie Hypermelose which are artificial tears. I'm sure there is a rich vein of humour to mine here but......er I'm not the one to do it. Sounds like a helluva day. I've been back and forth to the RVI for something which Boots picked up when my eyes were tested last summer....Retinal Pigmentosis and it always takes hours. I once stood for 50 min in the wrong coloured bloody queue. And the nurses always insist on giving me the Letter test every single time. It's ingrained on my memory. And I tell them I have a photographic one too. The last but one series of 3 tests I had lasted 90 min each in a darkened room with a light switched on only occasionally and Radio bleeding 2 was all they could give me to pass the time. It was back breaking. And then when I leave my pupils are so dilated the sun (cos it's always the brightest day of the year) burns holes through the back of my cranium and and and...So before this lapses into a version of the 4 Yorkshiremen I'll fully sympathise and take my leave cos my eyes are sore.
ReplyDeleteActually I've had a great afternoon at Croftway. I didn't need artificial tears
'Hole in the cranium' - YOU WERE LUCKY!
ReplyDeleteThe letter test is hilarious!
They leave the door to the consulting room open and there it is - in plain view and to be honest with the quality of reading matter in the clinic (they probably think, 'Oh it's okay they're all blind, so they won't want a magazine anyway.') the eye chart has some appeal.
I defy ANYONE who has waited as long as I did today, not to have memorised it, or used it to make silly sentences.
If I have my specs on I can read it fine, with the right eye, but can't even SEE the wretched thing with my left. I even struggle to read it through the pinhole thing that they give out to the really bad cases!