Doctor, Doctor

Leaving in a few minutes to go see Dr. Conqueso about the Sluggo Headaches.

While I still have good medical benefits for cheap, I'm trying to get in all the doctor's visits to get me up-to-date medically.

I went to see my eye doctor the other day and he said, "Hm. You have two choroidal nevi in your right eye." He'd told me before that I had one and a couple of years ago when I looked it up, I found that a nevus is basically a freckle or a mole in your eye, under the retina. At the time, I shrugged and thought, well, that's interesting. This time he said, "If I were you, I'd go see a retinal specialist. Here's the guy you should go see."

So I looked up choroidal nevi again and came up with things like "choroidal melanoma", "enucleation" (you'll shoot your eye out!), and a list of people who died from eye cancer. Eye cancer? I guess if it's on your body, you can get a cancer of it.

This particular bolt down the rabbit hole ended when I spoke to the eye dr again and he said he guessed the nevi were about 1 mm. Pshaw. Still. I've got an appointment with the in-your-eye doctor next week.

Cousin Karen emailed me yesterday. She's just been diagnosed as having diabetes. She'd just found out and was freaked out about it.

She's very overweight, has been through a number of very stressful events lately, and I don't think she's ever worried overmuch about the kind of food she eats.

It sucks that she's got this to deal with now at the tender age of 35.