Well, I am sorry for my long absence – life’s been throwing me plenty to take up my attention just lately, both good and bad alike. Eldest son continues to make his presence felt in quite tangible ways and my hair is becoming visibly greyer, but life in my new home is good and the new job pure delight. Hard work, but delight! And as for the Smudgelet’s social life, well, it has to be seen to be believed. He’s at a water sports day today, out in a beautiful stretch of the Thames, next weekend he’s out doing pottery, the weekend after he’s off to camp yet again. And if you watch the Lord Mayor’s Show on your telly in November, you may even catch a glimpse of him in the parade!!! (Spot the proud mummy!). We’ve been busy doing lots, too.
Trouble is, I’m not sure whether it’s the stress of life or whether there’s another cause, but I’m signed off work again this week with a perpetual headache. It’s been mild and it’s been intense – fortunately today it’s mild. I decided a trip to the lovely lovely doctor was in order on Thursday. She examined me thoroughly and asked whether it was affecting my vision. I said that it was slightly – that things just didn’t look right, but I couldn’t say quite how… certainly not tunnel or double vision, nor even blurred as such, just not right. So she tested it. “No, that’s fine…. no, that’s fine…. no that’s… er.. OH!”
Double vision it is – and quite considerably so, on one side of my head. Not good. Combined with the other symptoms, not good. She did urgent blood tests which fortunately came back, while not clear, not bad enough for me to need emergency treatment, but she’s sending me to a neurologist urgently to investigate what’s going on inside my head. (Rude comments will be treated with the contempt they deserve ;o) ) Meanwhile I have some mega painkillers – which I’m not taking yet as the headache’s not bad at all at present – I have been signed off for a week, I am advised that driving would be remarkably foolish and not a little irresponsible, and I am seriously limiting my computer time. I’m even being really good and using my glasses for any close work, especially reading, which is proving the only way to have a fighting chance of keeping the letters still! (Good job I can touch type or you wouldn’t be reading this at all). Personally I’m fairly certain it’s stress, but it’s good to know that they’re leaving no stone unturned, especially as my sister’s friend has just lost the sight in one eye completely through the same thing that I am being tested for as hers was diagnosed too late.
In other news, I have some photos to bore you with, but unfortunately the battery on my camera has died so you won’t be able to see them until my salary goes into my account and I can buy a new battery! But the ones from the Smudgelet’s little camera are on my flickr account, if you want to go and look. Nothing very thrilling, I’m afraid. No wonder he’s hoping for a “proper” camera for Christmas!