I was diagnosed 16 June with mild glaucoma. I cant help but think of all those times I went to see other opthalmologist in the past and its only now that I'm being diagnosed with it. Yes I wanted to cry. I mean, I am now already in a difficult period of my life and I do not need other issues to worry about.
I blame the bitch doctor for giving me all this grief. If it's not because of her, I may not have had so many relapses, I wouldn't be sent to the opthalmologist to be checked for optic neuritis to end up with glaucoma instead.
I have yet to do many things in life and therefore I can't and won't give up! I will fight until the very end. I know my doctor in Butterworth is trying her best to be there for me. I really appreciate it. I feel it's people like her that's God-sent. As for those who have betrayed me, they will get their return someday. And so life just goes on...
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