Two mornings ago while trying to read the newspaper (I'm addicted to my morning newspaper) I had frightening flashes in one of my eyes (I have WMD in both of them). The best way to describe them was like the star-burst flashes you see in kids' comics with the POW! CRASH! AARGH! signs inside them. I toyed with the idea of calling a taxi and going to A & E but aware of the problems there I tried ringing the hospital first for advice, but couldn't get through. As the flashing lights got worse I decided to lie die in a darkened room for a bit. I did this for about half an hour and they then disappeared. The experience was very frightening however, and when I remembered that I had the phone number of my consultant's secretary I texted her for advice. She got back to me within half an hour, much to my appreciation, and had me describe my symptoms in details. She thinks it was a migraine attack - and I had had a mini-headache that morning when I awoke and I'm not usually a 'headachy' person - and said she had had a word with the consultant and if I had a re-occurance or had any other problems with my eyes to contact her immediately.
Sometimes that's all one needs, just someone to metaphorically hold one's hand and say "It's OK, nothing serious is happening".