Mkay. Results are in and I've got...-opens envelope- high blood pressure, possible Dural Ecstasia, and a now signifigantly larger risk of complete blindness. The lenses in my eyes are detaching...

and my insurance won't cover a helper monkey if I'm sightless, or so I assume. Mom wouldn't give me the number after I told her what I was requesting.
Next appointment is an MRI of my abdomen, an ultrasound of my heart, and sometime before that I'm supposed to see someone about surgically reattaching my lenses or preventing them from severing and damaging the cornea some other way...because I'm not interested in going blind if I can't have a helper monkey. Yes, I'm stuck on that I'm not a dog person.
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The coast was lit brightly by the celestial stars and the waning moons, the ocean breathing rhythmically with surges of sea foam across the shore.
It was good to be home.
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So you're diggin' your grave? Now you're speakin' my language! I'll help you dig it
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The coast was lit brightly by the celestial stars and the waning moons, the ocean breathing rhythmically with surges of sea foam across the shore.
It was good to be home.
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So you're diggin' your grave? Now you're speakin' my language! I'll help you dig it
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The coast was lit brightly by the celestial stars and the waning moons, the ocean breathing rhythmically with surges of sea foam across the shore.
It was good to be home.
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