hey ho! It’s all just one big ride…

I got my appointment with the specialist, it took three weeks and I had a choice (!) of hospitals.  I am so impressed with the consultation time and the quality of attention that I received that I fear I may have to postpone my critique of Michael Moore’s glowing report on the NHS.  Hmm.  Perhaps not.  I sat and waited almost two hours past my appointment time and there was conspicuous shiftlessness on the part of some staff (I don’t so much mind the doing nothing bit, it’s the doing nothing where I can SEE you doing nothing that gets to me) while at least two patients in wheelchairs sat and withered away to nothing instead of being taken to the toilet or back to their ward.

So,  I have another condition besides all the other confusing and depressing diagnoses I have already tucked away under my belt. Now I have pigment dispersion syndrome.  It’s a kind of glaucoma and it usually affects men between the ages of 20 and 40. I haven’t been given any treatment yet, my pressures are just this side of normal at 21 and 22. (Whatever that means) And I have thin corneas. So I’ve stopped panicking and I’ve started trying to be cool about this kind of shit. I’m ageing and things change when that happens.  I think I can confidently expect to be seeing more of these waiting rooms and consultants as time goes by, so I’m going to teach myself to calm down and get used to it.

I did some alternate nostril breath while I waited and that really worked for me. I felt calm in spite of the delay and I think I can make it work in other circumstances. I get to take a train in two weeks, something I haven’t done in years. I may panic. I will try the breath and see what happens!

~ by pippa71 on July 30, 2007.