Posterior Vitreous Detachment. That’s the official diagnosis for my left eye. Some of the floaters will clear up. Some will not. The next 3 months I am susceptible to retina detachment. Crap on a stick frozen in the freezer, one that doesn’t automatically defrost either.
I should carry a business card that has my name and below it – “Weird physical anomalies. Can I join your circus?” Though I have to say the retina “expert” I saw Thursday says everyone gets PVD to a certain extent as they age. I have no idea what he is talking about. I don’t know anyone else who ever got it. I know one guy who went blind in one eye when his retina detached.
And for the record if you see any sort of medical “expert” who wears a bow tie, is training someone while they are examining you, gives you a glossy preprinted booklet to read about your “symptoms” – these people are assholes. Solid. Good luck talking to them. Good luck asking questions because their response is either “read the book” or “that is not accurate.” And yes, I did fire him. After I saw him. Canceled the follow up. Screw him. There has to be someone better who doesn’t hand out printed material for patients to read who are having vision problems. Dumb as the day is long. Or maybe just condescending. Either/or.