Ok...had to nap after the dr. visit. Seems I sleep way too much these days - I usually take after my father and get 3-4 hours a night and that's it. Now I'm happy to sleep 24/7.

This dr. was a retina doctor (The next closest one is in Nashville) - he informed me that other than stem cell research, etc., my right eye vision is lost. All they can do is make sure my vision in my left eye doesn't get worse. Ironically, even though I'm depressed b/c he answered all of my questions honestly and I didn't want to hear the answers, there is something in the back of my mind saying "don't give up - they've been wrong before". So now I have to come through some kind of acceptance...apparently it isn't easy for me to just accept stuff like this.

And Sean started a fight ween we got home. Typical...over a statement I made that was sardonic...he thinks it was sarcastic...but I wasn't up to correcting him. I'm a sarcastic person. Period. I will not change after 40 years. It wasn't even related to him or anything he is affiliated with. The man has got problems. He needs to get over it...there are more serious battles in life and if my sarcasm has gotten me this far - I'm using it to cope. It's a part of me and he knew that when we got married.

And I have too many problems to deal with him.

I'm so so tired.

Now I have to accept being more than half blind if I count the other eye.

How?

Today was a day when I fell out of bed, got jerkily to my feet and kept falling. I just thought - it's going to be one of those days huh? No anger or irritation, just knowledge that my body wasn't working so well today and to be careful.

blah, blah, I'm depressing myself.

later gaters,

Mystery