Yesterday I went to the Ophthalmologist to see about my cataracts. In the UK you can't even see a GP. In France I saw 4 people, went in 4 different rooms, each with different pieces of equipment and had at least 4 lots of drops put in my eyes. They love their drops. At one point I was given drops, told to sit in the corridor and then as someone was passing she whipped a bottle of drops out of her pocket, told me to look at the ceiling and put a few more in. Some of them actually went in my eyes.
After 2 hours of constant attention the Ophthalmologist declared that I needed to have my cataracts done. With no messing about, forms were produced, dates agreed, a letter sent to my GP and payment made. Yes in France we have to pay. Right at the last minute, with me as blind as a bat because of all the drops in my eyes, a form was placed in front of me and I was told to complete it. You have to be kidding! I asked someone to direct my hand to where I had to sign, although I could have been signing over all my worldly goods for all I knew. I proffered some semblance of a signature and handed back the form, telling them to complete it themselves.
By the time I went to bed last night I still couldn't focus on anythhing. By the way, the doctor said as I was leaving her office, you can have a nurse come to the house after the operation to put drops in your eyes. I think I will do it myself.
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