Last Thursday, I set off for my followup with the optometrist at my cataract surgeon’s practice. I had anxiously anticipated this appointment because although the surgery had corrected my distance vision, it did nothing for my double vision, and it made my closeup vision worse. This means I can’t see my phone or laptop much less paint even with reading glasses since they don’t help with the double vision unless I shut one eye. And the glasses that do correct the double vision are my old myopic prescription that now makes everything blurry. So I had high hopes for this appointment. But half way there - it’s over an hour away - I got a call saying it was cancelled because the optometrist was sick, and once I was home again, I got another call saying the earliest they could fit me in was July. As the office would be closing on Friday for the Easter holiday, it was suggested I call back on Tuesday to see if anything sooner had become available. Up until then, I’d been reminding myself that new glasses would fix the problem, and I could deal with it until I got the revised prescription last Thursday. Needless to say, I did not have a pleasant weekend. I even called another optometrist closer to home but since I am technically under my surgeon’s care until I have my followup at his office, they were reluctant to see me without his permission. In the meantime, since it’s a struggle to paint but also a struggle not to paint, I decided to rework another piece I wasn’t happy with yet. I pulled out the Loon I did last fall as a favor for a friend who wanted it as a giclee. I had thought of it as a commission but my heart wasn’t in it. Not that there was anything wrong with the piece, it just didn’t sing to me and once the giclee was done, I put the original away. Luna’s singing now, in spite of my not being able to get a good shot of her since she’s so shiny. I finished her on Monday. And then on Tuesday when I called the surgeon’s office as suggested, they squeezed me in with a different optometrist in the practice for May 6th. Only another two weeks, I can handle that. There might even be another bird to repaint. Onward.