Between Thanksgiving, NCW WrestleFest, the amazing Say Anything/Saves the Day concert (with Reggie & the Full Effect!) and my second (final) eye surgery on Tuesday the last seven days have been a perpetual blur for me.
As I sit here nursing the stitches above my eye, unable to drive, going stir crazy and cabin fever settling in I’ve realized it’s going to be one long fucking month of recovery.
The good news? When it’s all said and done I’ll have both my eyes back and will finally be able to put 2014 in my rear view while looking ahead at the new year to come.
With all this excess time on my hands I’ll be digging into my Netflix list and start reviewing those movies I had planned on watching during my last LOA from work, checking out the last penultimate episode of Sons of Anarchy currently sitting on my DVR, and laying back at some point today to listen to the latest edition of Serial (you should too).
I know it’s been a long time since I’ve “blogged” but I’ve had a lot of excess, pent up energy over the last three months and have been very limited in my abilities to do something about it.
Why? The nonexistent person reading this inquired.
The short and dirty version is that back on March 12th, 2014 I suffered a hemorrhage in my right eye with a partial retinal detachment while dealing with one of the worst colds I’ve had in some time. Yes, the truth of it is that I coughed my eye right out of its socket. By that Friday I had realized that vision in my right eye had deteriorated the point where it was a glossed over blur, with a haze that prevented me from seeing anything beyond blurred lights. Basically it was like viewing a really shitty kaleidoscope. In December I had similar vision issues in the same eye (though not to this extent) and my optometrist prescribed me an overly expensive steroid to take, which did improve things with my eye at the time. Hoping and praying that this was something that would pass as the week became the weekend I realized things were not getting better.
After missing out on St. Patrick’s Day and seeing (har, har) no improvement I decided to contact my optometrist from December and find out what the hell was going on. The dick head Doctor didn’t recognize me from the previous visit, and when I questioned the situation from months earlier he informed me that I was diagnosed with conjunctivitis after reviewing my “chart”. I didn’t have the heart to tell him he was full of shit since I still needed him to take pictures of my eye, and became more impatient as he consulted with the head Doctor on staff when he was unable to tell me what the fuck was going on.
I was soon referred to a specialist at the Rhode Island Eye Institute, and the rest is history. The amazing Doctor helping me confirmed the retinal detachment and after a couple of sessions of intense injections, indirect laser, and multiple eyeball pictures I was scheduled for surgery on April 18th and put on my ass for the next two months while recovering.
Out of work on a leave of absence with partial disability (though scheduled to return June 9th, whoooooooo) I’ve gained an extra 15 pounds in addition to my previous fat while diving head first into the Netflix catalog since I’ve been trapped at home without the ability to escape.
As I slowly ease my way back into the real world I figured it would be a good time to get back to writing, so here we are. Over the next few weeks I’ll be posting some reviews I’ve written on movies and TV shows I’ve watched based off of recommendations and internet sleuthing. Here’s my list that I made during my initial recovery, but any other additional suggestions would be greatly appreciated!
Chuck (TV Series)
Dexter (Stupid Fucking TV Series)
Blue is the Warmest Color
Assault on Precinct 13 (original, no Ethan Hawke)
Short Term 12
American Mary (My infatuation with Katherine Isabelle continues)
Fish Tank (My infatuation with Michael Fassbender continues)