Monday, June 28, 2010
Sparklers maybe . . .
At last, the world has cleared up. Thank goodness. I sometimes think about getting my eyes stuck in the dilated condition. So nice to have clear validation of the promise to have vision return to normal after a few hours.
Plus (and it is a plus) one eye does not have any extra fluid. I mean more than it should have normally. So I will skip next week's appointment and return next month, instead.
Not that I mind going, y' understand. It's just that, now? I don't have to. I believe the whole country will set off fireworks on Sunday to celebrate with me.
Or not . . .
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Mark is working this weekend. Saturday and Monday. Homework time for me. Steno that is.
Yes, fireworks and all, this is the time to terrorize the cat. She'll find a whole and stay there. Otherwise, it is an answer to prayer. I pray for your vision every day. If only you could see colors. They'll have to work on that.
BigEd, I can see colors. Various shades in pale hues look alike to me and that can be a problem.
A really pale yellow and white look similar.
White lettering on a dark background or pale blue lettering on white can be problematic if the font is small.
Oh, well.
Zeta, it is too bad that Mark will have to work. But I hope it won't be too bad for him.
Bodyguard may help you practice. At least he can sit and watch.
I, too, pray for vision related blessings. Fireworks will have to go off without my help. They start at 9:20PM and T. will probably be in bed asleep. I'll settle for a television presentation that ends with the 1812 Overture with Cannon and Bells. Stirring music and I can direct the orchestra in the privacy of my own darkened living room. Da-da-da-da-duh-dum-de-rum-tum-tum. (Boom!)
I love the 1812, too. We watch the same fireworks, evidently.
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