I went to the ophthalmologist to say I needed new glasses, because I could no longer read 4-point type, not even in bright sun.
Now I know enough physics to know that the reason for using bright light is that the pupils constrict, and this makes focusing easier.
Given that, I should have realised that this was not just a matter of new spectacles. He knew what the problem was, of course, because he is used to seeing it, and he had diagnostic scans up on his screen.
I have been growing cataracts, a milkiness of the lens that can only get worse. So to cut a long story short, I had the first eye done today, and I will have the second done in three weeks.
Until I take the patch off tomorrow, wearing glasses is hard, so I may not be at the keyboard as much. Then again, perhaps I will drift back, because there's a list of things I must not do, like gardening, leaping, jumping and stuff. Bang go most of my hobbies.
The only consolation is that I have a great pic for Talk Like a Pirate Day, coming up next month.
They say that getting old is a pain in the proverbial. But as the clever ones say, the alternative is worse.
Anyhow, please make allowance for gaps, if they happen between now and Talk Like a Pirate Day.
The writing diary of a well-mellowed science writer who cares about the public understanding of science and knows the ropes. This blog bounces between my curiosity, the daily realities of professional writing, the joy of pursuing nature, and my recycling of ideas that won't be in some book or other as far as I can see, but still needed sharing. I welcome comments and suggestions! Spam will be blocked and reported. For my books, see http://members.ozemail.com.au/~macinnis/writing/index.htm
This might help while you are waiting to become a right-eyed pirate: http://clibrig.blogspot.com/2016/04/van-gogh-and-me.html
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