Ready....aim....oh, crap.

Sorry I'm so late with my check in, but it was a busy few days.

I went out on Friday night to celebrate my birthday with some fellow teachers. I am told that I had a great time. ;)

Saturday was, of course, the trip to the gun range. Have any of YOU ever gone to a GUN RANGE with the worst hangover of your entire life? I wouldn't recommend it. Still, like a trooper, I dragged myself out of bed. I had a great time, actually. (I'm still waiting for some pictures to be emailed to me.) All in all, I did a pretty darn good job. I did NOT, as it turns out, shoot either myself nor an innocent bystander. My aim improved with every shot and I hit the target the majority of the time; in fact, 5 shots even hit the bullseye. And I am now a member of the Fowler Firearms and Gun Range. Holla!

On Monday, I had my visit to the retina specialist. To make a long story short, they did some REALLY disgusting things to my eye--

(for example, they poked it with a stick to measure the density of my eye or something. Oh, and did I mention that they did an ultrasound ON MY EYEBALL?!

Yes, MY EYEBALL.

Not NEAR my eye. Not in the general eye region. THE ULTRASOUND WAND THINGIE WAS PLACED DIRECTLY ONTO MY EYEBALL AND MOVED AROUND. Luckily, my eye had been numbed beforehand so I didn't feel much besides the cold gel. Are you cringing yet?)

--and they still can't find the cause of my eye blurriness. So that's good, I suppose--no cancers, tumors, etc. growing anywhere--but my blurriness still isn't fixed, either. The retina specialist finally threw up his hands (figuratively speaking) and said (and I'm paraphrasing a bit here): "Well, something is causing the vision in your right eye to become blurred, but damned if *I* know what it is." I have an appiontment with a regular doctor in about a week; Retina Guy wants a full workup done to see if the cause could be physical (diabetes, thyroid, etc). So we'll see. In the meantime, I'm stuck with my gimpy right eye.

What's new with all of you?