This morning I saw my ophthalmologist and was told that I need to continue taking the antiviral drug for another year. I also have to get stronger eyeglasses. I’m scheduled for surgery next month for correction of drooping eyelids – actually the fat skin below the eyebrows (a family trait) -- which interferes with my vision. He does not want to do cataract surgery for at least another year, maybe longer, because of the infection in my left eye. I was disappointed at that bit of news.
After much foot dragging, I finally got down to business and wrote my Christmas letter tonight. I just couldn’t get in the mood for some reason.