Poke in the eye

I went to the eye doctor today. I've got a catarct in one eye, and will probably be schedualing surgery sometime in the not distant future.

Yeah, middle-agey though I am, I'm still about a quarter century younger than the statistical median for cataracts, but I've been wearing glasses since I was 5 years old. So it's actually something of a relief to learn that I have something treatable, rather than I'm already going irrevokably blind in that eye.

Last year I was disappointed that my new perscription was unable to adiquately correct that eye. I requested and got a repeat check up then. It seems that was an early sign of what would develop.

I'll likely come out of it with at least needing much less dramatic perscription.

What he said.

"Times are not good here. The city is crumbling [....] Its condition is so bad that when I write about it, as I intend to do soon, nobody will believe I am telling the truth. But it is better to live here in sackcloth and ashes, than to own the whole state of Ohio."

-- Lafcadio Hearn, letter from New Orleans to a friend in Cincinnati