Every year I think this new year is going to be so much better than the last one and every year it is so much worse. This year is a good example. I was going to do so much this year, cycle my first sportive, get fitter on my bike and start to be more organised. (OK the last one was definitely a dream).
It all started in January when I was diagnosed with neovascular glaucoma and despite having injections, laser treatment and 2 operations I lost the sight in my right eye. Then in October they had to do more laser work on my left eye. I feel I have spent so many hours at the hospital I might as well moved there. Today I went to an optician as I can't see whilst wearing my glasses and I can't see without them. The long and short of it is that my eyesight is too poor for me to drive. I live alone and I am self-employed and rely on driving for my career.
All I keep thinking is that last year I had no idea that I would be half blind. Also that in the last month a visit from the bailiffs. Fortunately I will be spending Christmas alone. I don't want to spend anytime pretending that I am coping and that everything is ok.