Back at the hospital. Milena driving again, I don’t dare. Short wait this time as I was being expected.
Doctor goes though field of vision test with me. Basically, you get one eye covered and peer into a wok-like contraption. Doctor moves a light around (from the outside rim of the wok to its centre) and you press on a buzzer as soon as you see the light. You get the idea, I guess.
Funny thing was, they tested both my eyes – total overkill, I thought.
Next thing the good doctor tells me is that my eyesight sucks not only on my left but on both my eyes. This hadn’t occured to me as my nose was pretty much in the way of my field of vision and the left eye compensated for what the right eye couldn’t see.
He then announces that he will need to have my head examined (I’ve been told that before but under different circumstances) in order to get a diagnosis. It could be “something” pressing on my visual cortex.
Went home with more questions than answers. A bottle of very nice Australian red and a nice dinner helped us to overcome some of our anxieties, but we both didn’t sleep too well.
