I am typing this while my vision -- blurred by eyedrops to make my pupils dilate, except I wasn't told this was going to happen and I started to freak out until it was explained to me -- is slowly getting better.
Gary was around to write out my $135 check because so much of the world was a smeared out bright blur. He also drove me back into D.C.
I'm at his place right now composing this entry, since my vision has just gotten good enuf that I can see stuff.
As for the $135, it represented a significant reduction from the $205 I was going to be charged because
Also, Phil wrote me a check for $200 to help me out.
My friends really take care of me, a fact for which I am very grateful.
As for the eye problem, long story short, I went to the eye doctor today in Riverdale, Md. I went to the Washington Eye Institute, a place recommended by the Univ. of Md. Health Center. I went there because about 4 days ago, this large brown "floater" -- not the usual small, temporary black ones -- appeared in my right eye field of vision. It appears to be the shadow of a tear that occurred when part of the liquefying and contracting gel surrounding the vitreous tore away from the retina. It is a posterior vitreous detachment. No, it's not the same as a retinal detachment -- thankfully. I'm not going blind.
The main doctor there is Henry J. Starr, and the building is called Crestwood. Hmm. But he wasn't the doctor who checked me out.
Anyway, that's all for now. Enjoy this video of the song "They Say Vision" by RES.
P.S. I've decided to STOP all entries that involve my weird and increasingly paranoidal delusion that all of my neighbors "are trying to kill me" for whatever reasons, real or imagined.