I didn't see how my eyes could've changed so soon, and thought it was probably the meds. But it turned out they had changed, quite a lot. So new specs are on the way.
I did OK during the trip, but I found I can only keep the pain at bay mentally when there's nothing else going on. Even just walking around town took my focus away to the extent that the pain flared. So - going back to work may be a while off yet.
In the evening I went to a friend's for an informal birthday party. It was really nice, especially as it was the first time in a year I've been able to socialise.
I didn't use the sling or my stick, and I even managed to lay the table, well, most of it, before the pain forced me to stop. I had a bit of a lie down and was OK. I made it through the whole party - just - by the end I was desperate to lie down.
I didn't, and I should've, because the pain then exploded as I was going to bed, and I was in agony. I couldn't even get to bed myself, my friend had to help me.
Despite that, though, it felt like a very successful day. I'd managed much more that day than for months - the eye test trip, carrying stuff and laying the table and using both arms to give M and J a hug. I'd also been able to admit I was having a few better days, something which I find very hard to admit, because I'm always afraid people then won't be sympathetic if the pain comes back. But this time I was OK.
The pain the next day was also fairly OK, though it needed extra pills to get me through the first therapy session, again because being out and talking meant I couldn't give my whole attention to rejecting the pain.
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