Supposedly I have a lazy eye, well to be honest there is no supposing about it I do.
It's nothing to worry about though and no its not an obvious problem so please stop your laughing and cruel taunts now.
It's something I have had for yonks but it only really becomes apparent when I am tired or travelling in cars for some reason.
Anyway, whilst I was unemployed and bored out of my brains this January just gone, I went on a bit of a free medical check splurge and visited the optician just to check that the googlies were running at full steam.
Turns out they weren't and the old lazy eye was dragging a little. Mr Sanders (my optician) referred me to my GP who he thought should take another look at them. My GP, had a little panic attack once he checked me over and warned me that surgery was definitely on the cards.
He then told me to go to the hospital which is what happened today. I went with visuals of spliced up eye balls milling around my brain and so to be honest was a little shaky.
I had never been to see someone with such a keen interest in eyes that they decided to specialize in it but in lots of ways I am now glad that I did.
She assured me that if anything my lazy eye is improving (hi five little buddy) and that my optician must have been on crack or meth or something the morning he saw me because there was nothing wrong with the old peepers.
So there you go if anything this experience has enforced my ever growing trust in the countries top notch medical men, god bless you boys x
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