I should probably mention that in addition to the flickering thing I saw in the one eye, I also had a blind spot that was growing larger by the day.
Stuff like that, among other things, can also signal a detached retina. I had some flashing lights develop in one eye. At first I chalked it up to weird external electrical effects due to wacky wiring in the trailer I was living in. Then I noticed it at a time when all the lights were off. So I made sure to mention it to my primary care doc when I went in for something else. Judging by his reaction it is one of those things that are most wholeheartedly foolish to wait to have checked out. The doc, head of a larg and busy practice, himself got on the phone to his buddy the opthamalogist to get me in immediately. In my case it turns out to have been not a detached retina, and most likely caused by torsion in my eye. At my next eye-glasses getting, my astigmatism had changed orientation but not power. If I'd had round lenses, they could have simply rotated the lens in its frame. But the opthamalogist gave me the instruction that if the flashing light I was seeing changed in frequency or size, I was to "run, don't walk, to the phone to call" him to get it checked out right away.
Which is why I was so dismayed a few years later to find that my mother has now lost her vision in one eye due to a detached retina that she did not have attended to in a timely fashion. When fresh, getting it reattached is much more likely to be successful. When old, it does not work so well. Mom didn't say anything to anybody for weeks because she "didn't want to bother anyone".
I feel like I'm in a bad mood and don't know why. Sort of like that Friends episode where Phoebe is mad at Ross because of something she doesn't remember, and it turns out he did something bad in her dream.
Grump.
I have been shortlisted for a job in the The Hague. Next step written exam to further cull the herd of candidates. Cue excited flailing alternating with panicked flailing.
Also, my bra is too high cut for the dress I am wearing. I am not used to having male coworkers in such close quarters so there's been a lot of awkward clothing adjustment. I still think I've already flashed them.
Ooh, that sounds cool, Sue! Someone from the archives here recently went (home) to the UK for some EU job -- could there be any connection?
It's a with the Organization for the Prohibition of Chemical Weapons. They're a UN organization. (A lot of the EU jobs are restricted to residents of EU countries.)
Yeah. I really don't know much about them...I probably should do some reading up.
Um, they just won the Nobel Peace Prize?
And for some reason that just triggered me to figure out what song was playing in the Royal Farms on Saturday night. Somehow related to one of the cashiers having a whole little dance routine to it.
....I don't understand my brain sometimes.
I have been shortlisted for a job in the The Hague. Next step written exam to further cull the herd of candidates. Cue excited flailing alternating with panicked flailing.
Ooh, that would be pretty awesome!
I do not want to fly to Denver in a middle seat. I also am not sure how I'm supposed to get everything I need done on time. And I don't get back from this visit until late Friday night...and have to leave again Sunday. Boo. But I am looking forward to next Thursday when I go on vacation for a couple days. Can't come soon enough.
