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SUNDAY

Not a normal day. We are going to a tea party this afternoon. Someone's wedding meeting-up anniversary.

I am not keen on tea or parties but I have been asked/told to attend, so that is that.

There seems to be an upsurge of tea which is not on my list but I will get by somehow.

Today is the first day of the drops for the left eye which gets operated on Wednesday. Instilling they call it. I still am working on using up all the drops for the right eye. Drops.

I am getting the long distance view, the same as the right, so that I will have binocular vision. The world seems flat with one eye.

The option was to get one eye done for close work, reading. Use the other one for distance.

I have been able to operate one eye-dly but it doesn't feel right to me. So, glasses for up front work it is.

I was a bit romanced by the eye-dea of no glasses at all but the gain is not there for me in the monocular.

I want stereo.

I am not good at putting the drops in. I waste a lot.

What else? I have been negligent in my blogging this week. It happens.

I go through spots where there seems to be not a lot to say or it is the same stuff so that even eye I a bit tired of hearing about it.

Also I have had other things to think about.

I am renovating my Netflix Queue.

Up until recently, I have been queuing up everything that scores a 70% critics' response on Movie Review Intelligence, a review compilation site that pretty much matches my taste, but then I would take the films off the queue when they got close to playing. The other thing is that I have accumulated a sizable "see it again" list and it is swamping the new ones. Given a choice, I want to re-see.

So. I am taking the less interesting ones off the queue. I just cannot see everything. I was putting more than the 4-5 a week I do watch and like all things that have more intake than out flow, the list was getting fat.

Chopping. Culling. Curating my own list.

Labels: cataract surgery, eyes, medicine, tea party