The time came eventually in 2009 when I had to have my lenses changed, as my eyesight shifted, and so in the middle of that year I went back to Maidstone Hospital.
I saw a combination of people, including the previously mentioned Tim Wooley. However it was another optician who finally prescribed me my next pair of lenses.
Unfortunately, round two was not nearly as successful as the first batch of lenses. From the offset I have had a feeling of something being a little ‘off’ in my right side. The lens didn’t seem to work properly in terms of compensating for my vision. Ghosting had started to creep in at this time, and I was beginning to see one, possibly two fake ghost images of things when I looked at print. The lenses helped but as I say, something was not right.
I went back shortly after getting my lenses and saw the same man who prescribed me them previously. Unfortunately, despite my protestations, the optician said this was the right prescription and sent me on my way. This wasn’t the most helpful of advice, and he was an impatient man in my opinion, eager to get things done, and so I went on for a while trying to wear the new lenses, a bit grumpy and with a bee in my bonnet that I was using the wrong prescription.
A week or two more passed, wearing the lenses on and off and interchanging with glasses. After a while my eyes began to feel painful. Light began to hurt them. I put this down to the condition overall. However I was still dissatisfied with my prescription, so back I went.
It was a late afternoon appointment before Easter 2009 when I again was seen by Mr. Wooley. Almost instantly he looked at my eyes and then, hurriedly ran off. He came back again shortly after and told me I had an eye infection called Uveitis, or Iritis. The condition is a recurrent infection, and is more prevalent in people who use lenses due to them sticking their great paws in their eyes and not cleaning the lenses etc.
I was brought round to another room for more scans and tests, before being sat down again whilst Mr. Wooley ran about the hospital at 6:00pm trying to find someone else. He came back with Alison, the main nurse in the clinics. Alison was lovely, came and checked my eyes and prescribed me two different eye drops, Maxidex and Mydrilate (as memory serves me) to stop the infection. I was told that I couldn’t wear my lenses at all until the infection abated.
At about 8pm, after 3 1/2 hours, I came out of the hospital pretty exhausted and emotionally drained. I had also become a lot more dependant on my contact lenses despite the slight sight issues in the right eye, so to be told that I couldn’t wear them at all for a couple of weeks was a daunting prospect. I struggled through work feeling pretty despondent, and to be honest it all got to me at this point for the first time properly since being diagnosed.