Where Did It Go?

The time, I mean. Seriously, I feel like 2019 got started only a few weeks ago, and we’re into the end of the year and all the Christmas decorations are out in the stores and I’ve managed yet another year without accomplishing anything beyond keeping my job and more or less staying alive.

I will admit that the boys make life challenging at the moment. Midnight has decided that he likes to be petted, but he is very much  not a cuddle-kitty. He is well on the way to being a true basement cat, with all the ebulz that entails. Westley is much more laid back and inclined to just go with whatever is happening at the time.

Curiously enough, Princess Buttercup does not cuss out Midnight, but she does swear at Westley. Kitteh dynamics are… interesting.

Possibly the most annoying thing for me at the moment is that I can no longer see the screen clearly without glasses. I can see well enough to read most sites, since the shape of the works is quite recognizable even if they’re a bit on the blurry side, but if I want any sort of clarity, the close-up glasses come out. Irritating. It makes reading a planned activity rather than something I just do.

The same with writing, actually – because I can’t see as well as I used to, I have to stop to think to get the glasses out and on (and the damn things make anything at a distance blurry as hell, so I tend to only wear them when I’m at work). Those of you who have been wearing glasses most of your life can stop snickering now. I’ll mourn my lost perfect vision as much as I want thank you very much.

I’ll admit that it’s not quite the same when I’m typing as when I’m reading, since I’m close enough to being able to touch-type that I can type while being mostly asleep. I suspect I’ve managed to type a fair amount while being actually asleep, just because being a narcoleptic I have a tendency to lose track of whether I’m asleep or not – and the normal “you don’t move much when you’re asleep” thing doesn’t really work right with me.

I know I’ve had episodes where I’ve done something and have absolutely no memory of it. Some of them have even happened without there being any kind of injury or trauma. I’m pretty sure that’s one of the more entertaining aspects of neurological disorders, where you do something that’s relatively normal and appear to be more or less your usual self, but you’re actually running on autopilot while the conscious portion of your mind is… somewhere else. It’s more likely to happen when I’m overtired, so I try not to let myself get overtired.

All of which sums up as “yeah, not much happened this year. Again. Maybe I need a better way to kick my slacking rear end into gear and keep it there.”


  1. Take it from me, boring is good. You don’t want things to get “interesting” do you?

    From WIP, a reminder:

    “Desert One,” said Alice into her microphone, selecting the all-units channel. “This is Alice Haddison, on-line like the grape vine. We are going to finally get out of here. Stand by for marching orders from Athena.”

    “Roger-dodger!” came an answering giggle from Panda. “Toaster Space Navy is super-duper ready!”

    “Acknowledged, Toaster Space Navy,” said Alice tolerantly. “Did you have fun playing hide-and-stab in the desert?”

    “No, it was boring,” said Panda with disappointment. “The plants were interesting, but nothing else was going on at all.”

    “Boring is good,” said Alice, finishing off checking her suit and weapons. “Let me hear you all sound off to that, ladies and gentlemen.”

    “Boring is good, aye!” came the reply. Alice watched her HUD in satisfaction as all the suits and combat insects came back green.

  2. It probably won’t help, but I don’t have any diagnosed issues and almost never remember non-exciting things that happen after I’ve fallen asleep once.

    More than once I’ve come down stairs, had full conversations with my husband, gone back up stairs…and don’t remember a word of it, because there was nothing that woke me up enough to remember it.

    So consistent my sister had to be banned from asking me if she could borrow stuff after I’d gone to bed, because I wouldn’t remember it.

  3. I’ve got five pairs of reading glasses spotted around the house, in places where I frequently use them. Not that they don’t wander off, but when they do (I see I have two pairs here beside the computer, wonder where the extra pair came from?) I have four other places to find a pair, and one is bound to be near.

    So, less planning needed before writing/reading/sewing/whatever. On top of bifocals, but those are mostly for driving.

  4. Well, 2020 is an election year so it’ll so much fun! Fun in the sense of the interesting times curse.

    1. Ack! Don’t remind me… I am not looking forward to the permanent campaigning kicking up to eleventy.

      1. I’m stocking up on popcorn and beer, ready to cackle at the antics of both parties. Key factor: I don’t own a TV, so only get the news via websites and YouTube, so I can directly control what I consume, and how much.

  5. To those it may be welcome news: I have no, zero memory of ever having clear uncorrected vision. My first set of glasses came in second grade, after the nuns ran out of desks to try and get me closer to the blackboard.
    Civilians use the 20/whatever way of measuring myopia. Your doc uses diopters. The civilian method tops out at 20/400, because there is essentially no difference between 20/400 and 20/800. you’re just blind.
    My poor vision peaked at about 12 or 13 diopters, contingent on which eye we’re discussing. About four diopters of correction equates to about four diopters.
    I was told about a decade ago I’d need cataract surgery, as I had some tiny ones that’d surely grow. They blamed excessive sun exposure.
    I apologize for this personal medical history. But I indulged in all this boring exposition for a reason.
    I finally got my cataracts replaced. During this procedure, the doc was able to replace them with ones designed to correct my vision.The procedure is about 30 mins per eye, and you can go home the same day if you have someone to drive you home. There’s no real pain. The worst discomfort you have is from staring into a bright light with your eye dilated and propped open. My take on that was if the doc is cutting on your eye, he can have all the damn light he wants.
    For the first time in living memory, I can see well. It took a month or so before I would wake up in the wee hours thinking,”Damn! I forgot to take my contacts out.”
    I still wear a set of cheap dime store readers for close work, but my vision is so much better now I pity all those that lived before this procedure was perfected.
    I wish they would have done it decades earlier. Ask your eye doc if you’re a candidate. If you are, do it.
    Don’t be like Milton. Consider how your light is spent. 🙂

    1. but do you have chromatic abberations?

      also, i guess you weren’t old enough to need bifocals yet…

      1. Don’t think I have chromatic problems. doc referred to them as complications I might experience, but so far, no light shows. Draven, I’m 62 and have used readers for close work at least a decade, so I spose I’m “old enough.”

          1. Yes, and was told ahead of time that would be the case.Seems the eye muscles lose flexibility as it ages resulting in an inability to focus on closer objects. Replacing the lens does nothing to alleviate this. NB- I am not an ophthalmologist, so my relating what I understand might be way off. It’s not COMPLETELY a WAG, but not too far from one.

    2. I strongly suspect the answer will be somewhere between “unlikely” and “hell no” for me. Diabetes related – and despite the care I take with what I eat plus the medications, there are times when my eyesight shifts on me. Usually in the morning before I’ve had my meds and breakfast, since my blood sugar is always highest then.

      1. Kate, I’m a type II in addition to my genetic handicap.I was blind decades before diabetes.My understanding is my eyeball was literally too long for my lens to focus on the correct spot.

  6. when i read the second sentence i read it as “I felt like 2009 got started only a few weeks ago” and was nodding my head in agreement….

    1. That, too, honestly. Heck, it doesn’t feel like that long ago the Husband and I got married, but it was 17 years ago last month.

  7. Consider progressive lens. They are the 21st (20th?) century version of bifocals. There’s not a line, instead the correction gradually changes.

    I had a pair and didn’t like them. When I got a new prescription, I got computer readers (focused at full arms’ length, not half) and distance glasses. I LOVE the computer readers. I’m not so thrilled with the distance glasses, although they work fine.

    I hated walking down stairs with the progressive lenses – I couldn’t see the stairs and what I could see made them look as if they were falling out from under me. Now, I can see the stairs just fine, but I’m constantly switching glasses. In most cases, just taking them off is sufficient for a small task (e.g. reading a menu), so I’m living with it.

    My next pair will be progressive lenses, again. I’ll get bigger frames so the transition can take up less than half the lens. Hopefully, that will help. They do not work very well for desktop/vertical screens because of the head tilt it takes to bring the bottom part up to focus the screen.

    BTW: I had PRK about 15 years ago. It lasted for about ten years before my eyes starting drifting “bad” again. Getting it done once more is possible; after that, I don’t have enough cornea left. I’m waiting for things to stabilize. It’s totally worth the expense (it wasn’t painful at all, although very light sensitive the next day).

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