The troubling news is, Gom has a problem with his eyes. Not sure yet, just what the problem is, but it will not necessarily be good news. His mother went 'legally blind'.
I detest that term. She was told, that if she had seen a specialist in time, they could have done something about her sight.
I have been noting that Gom's eyes were not 'seeing'. He tends to go into denial about any & all health matters.
Finally got his eyes checked yesterday. Urged to 'urgently' seek Specialist Opinion.
Turns out 'urgent' equals 2 months!
The irritatingly calm voice of the receptionist says "The first available appointment is on 22nd January, at 7.30am"
He is intending to ring the Optometrist to see if he can speed things up. We don't however hold out much hope.
'How long is a piece of string?' is the answer to most urgent specialist appointments.
In other crap raining/reigning happenings in our life, the dishwasher has decided to crap out.
Had to wait till just on Christmas, when else could it happen??
Turns out it might be a common fault with this Fisher Paykel washer.
The handle mechanism is not up to much. We are probably lucky to have had 8 years out of it, trouble free.
As I explained to the repair man,
who we are sitting about waiting to see, as I write "I will be there in the Morning!" yeah, sure you will "We are old, & 8 years in NOT old enough!"
Here is the offending washer, under our >80's orange "Ginger Spice" coloured bench top.
It is also the season of spectacular thunderstorms. Last night's was a doozy. Poor Leo shivered & shook with fright. I spent some time comforting him, nodding off between bouts of lightning & thunder.
The camellia leaves look very happy covered in raindrops. Lovely shiny new spring growth green.
I love this pic. A sneaky little ant in there. One of those things you don't notice whilst taking the pic.
Gom wants a haircut, & I feel I should definitely do the driving
I actually hate driving.
I have survived two really horrendous car accidents, & it has left me a nervous driver, which is not good.
I suppose since my eyes are still reasonable, I shall have to learn to be the driver.
Gom seems surprisingly unruffled about his eye plight.
Paul Simon, Diamonds on the Soles of her Shoes