What is real?
Every now and then reality flashes upon on the computer screen like a severe weather warning interrupting a favorite television show.
I have this one condition that is completely under control as long as I keep taking this one little pill once a day, as soon as I wake up, as long as I wait an hour to eat breakfast. Yes, I need periodic blood tests to check to make sure the dosage is correct, but other than that, no big deal.
I have this other condition that calls for more attention. It is more obtrusive than the other, requiring that I watch what I eat and how much I exercise and that I take even more pills each day.
Then there’s my eyes. I’m always watching out for them, no pun intended. Before my medical vocabulary included hypothyroidism or diabetes (and before I could even read), there was myopia and astigmatism. Between the four of them, there’s a lot of things that could go wrong with my eyesight as I grow older.
Earlier this week, when I was seeing a fiery red triangle in the corner of my left eye for nearly twenty-four hours, I freaked. I couldn’t miss work and go see the eye doctor for something that was probably nothing, not after being out sick a day last week. I couldn’t justify doing that when so many of my previous problems, have turned out to be nothing, just stress-related minor ailments such as ocular migraines and eye strain. Then again, the hypothyroidism and the diabetes weren’t so minor when they were discovered…
Was I really being a hypochondriac or were my symptoms real? It’s hard to know when you’re dealing with chronic illness. (By the way, I like Jenni‘s suggestion of the twenty-four hour rule with symptoms. But if the fiery red triangle makes a reappearance, off to the eye doctor I go. I swear.)