The other morning I woke up with a humungous floater in my left eye. Not a speck floating ON my eye, but something inside. A bit of research told me that it could be a sign of a detached retina or broken blood vessel, so it was off to the eye doc. He dilated my eyes and looked in the back and found that there was nothing serious going on – just aging. As he said, at my age I won’t need much change in my eyeglass prescription, but I am now more likely to experience diseases of the eye. Gee, thanks! I also have the start of cataracts.
The eye ball is filled with gelatinous material, and as we age this stuff dries up just like the rest of our once-juicy bodies. My floaters are pieces of this material that have come loose and now are doing an endless ballet in my eye. Since there’s nothing torn there’s nothing to fix, so I need to become friends with my floaters. If I am going to have a relationship with these things they need names, so I am asking for your help!
There are two pieces, but they move together, so I am assuming they are twins. Fraternal twins – one piece looks like a thread and the other is like a bit of fuzz. Any suggestions? I have no prizes to award, just the honor of knowing you have helped me make friends with my decrepitude. Oh, and a bit of advice: Not a good idea to drive when your eyes are dilated.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
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