The opthalmologist

It’s been a fair while since my last update, so this is a bit of a catch-up.

Since last time, I have attended the ophthalmology clinic at the local hospital and been seen by a specialist. She confirmed the diagnosis shared last time, but said that it was also present in my right eye. That was news to me, as I cannot see any “floating” elements in that eye at all. Still, she did also confirm that there’s nothing that can be done about it and it’s quite common in short-sighted people once they get to this ripe old age. I am sure she said that the vitreous humor sack was only a necessary part of eye as it develops and becomes redundant in adults, but I wouldn’t swear to that.

What is interesting is that on the small number of occasions I have used my Leica M camera since I had this problem at Christmas, I have started to use my right eye. Purists (pah!) would say that the right eye is the “correct” eye with which to shoot an M, and that the left eye should be kept open at the same time as looking through the viewfinder with the right. I have never seen why some people get so worked-up about this. If you want to use your right eye, fine; if you find it easier to shoot with your left, who is anyone to tell you that you’re wrong?

However, because of the slight blurriness at times with the left, I am now finding it easier to see through the viewfinder with the right. Let’s see if this carries on as my left eye continues to settle down.

While at the hospital, I called into the Haematology/Oncology Ward, just to say “Hello” to the nurses there. I haven’t been there since the time that I was seen by the locum, which led to me moving my care somewhere else. The nurse that attended to me all through my maintenance was there and hadn’t realised that I had moved. I explained why, only to be told that the locum only lasted a fortnight and I’d been very unlucky to have seen him at all. They now have two new permanent haematologists running the clinic, both of whom are “very nice” apparently. The nurse was genuinely disappointed that I’d moved away from them – which was nice. As I have said before, I did receive very good treatment from the staff there, but I am happy with my new arrangement. I will have to remember to send them a Christmas Card.

So, all is currently well on the health-front. Just a shame about the weather…

In two weeks’ time I am hoping that the weather will be better where we are. I have started to take photographs again and have stocked up on colour film to take with me to Sorrento. Although I really don’t like colour print film very much, colour slide films are getting more and more expensive now (around £12 per roll, plus processing) that they are becoming seriously un-economic to shoot. I seriously doubt whether slides will be around much longer. I give it a couple of years, tops, which is a shame. There really is nothing like looking at a well exposed, composed and thought out slide. They are much less forgiving than any other form of photography and it really is important to get the exposure spot on in the camera. There is hardly any leeway available in a scan, unlike using negatives. Oh well… bring back Astia, I say…

Having recently joined Costco, I might run a sample colour negative film through their processor to see what they are like. They are very cheap, that’s for sure.

I have previously complained that I was losing my “mojo” when it comes to photography, but in the last couple of weeks, I think it might be on the way back. I hope so, as I do find it a release from the daily “grind” and I have missed the enjoyment I have had from it. I went out on a cold and windy Sunday afternoon recently and explored the river bank opposite to our village. I’ve been there before, but not for a long time. I had some fun and got cold fingers and very muddy boots, but that’s OK.

Let’s hope that this new-found inspiration continues in Italy.




The Duke of Lancaster