Flashing Lights
Flashing lights, no not the song, in my eyes.
Before I get into this, I am fine, but it's been a rough week.
I've had abnormal flashes in my eyes all week and to say the least I have been really stressed. It took 4 days to get in to see an optometrist, which was mind-blowing for this American. The NHS system is very very very different from what I'm used to. 29 years in the states and only one trip to the emergency room. 52 days in the UK and two trips to the A&E (accidents and emergency services) in Cambridge. Killin' it.
Truly, bless the souls in my class who listened to my freakouts, held my hands while I cried, checked in on me, and even drove me to the ER.
I would not have survived this week without that. Incredibly grateful.
As my optometrist back home said, my eyes are overachievers (duh), and just decided to do something at 30 that normally happens at 60. So you too will get to experience this fun one day!
But, I am okay, I can see, and my retinas are still fully attached! Praise be!
I am drained though.
In between the health drama, I still managed to have some semblance of a social life.
Lina and I went to our first event at the Cambridge Union! Mick Mulvaney was giving a talk about his time in the Trump White House and how that relationship ended. Fascinating.
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