In my younger days I often heard the term CRUSTY OLD BUGGER! I didn’t think much of it and in the glow of my joyful love of life; I dismissed it and laughed at ‘inappropriate’ times. Time flowed like a flood under a wooden bridge and all of a sudden the term has taken on a real meaning.
Do you remember when you had skin that was almost battle resistant? Nothing could harm or cause injury (OK---slightly exaggerated).
STOP READING IF YOU ARE SQUEAMISH!
Now that I have left behind the wonderful days of my youth, I have begun to understand the now what I see as the ‘horrible’ term.
Spots have started to appear and I am sure that my skin is thinner, making me less resistant to attack form a range of enemies. I could really get down to gory details, but I have probably lost all of my younger readers by now and utterly put my blogging at risk, but I must continue. Don’t take me too seriously though and if you can’t laugh at yourself, then carry on being a miserable old bugger as well as a ‘crusty’ one.
Yesterday, I had to go to the eye clinic at Greenlane. I didn’t know that it had moved and changed its policy about walk-up appointments--- well actually not having an appointment at all. Now you are supposed to get your doctor to refer you. However they will still see people (yes it’s free in NZ and it is an excellent service) but there is usually a waiting period. I was lucky---- a wonderful nurse who is the most qualified nurse in NZ for her particular position (sorry—I can’t spell her title) knew me from past visits. She saw me straight away and all I had to do was endure a trainee having a look at my weird eyes. Actually, I didn’t mind at all--- hey, anything to help with training new doctors!
What was my eye complaint? Well, it seems that I secrete (it gets yucky here, so turn back now my friends, if you feel faint) a bit more oil form some glands in the eye near the lids--- Hell, that is a terrible description, but you can see where I am going. These ‘oils’ form a CRUSTY crystal-like build-up that feels like sandpaper in your eyes. There is a name for this condition---Blepharitis---wow---- bet you are wondering how I knew how to spell that one---- I can copy silly.
So how do I fix this condition? Why--- I massage my lids and place hot compresses to melt the crystals and I can use Johnson’s baby shampoo (diluted of course) to wash out my eyes.
Oh well--- now I am truly understanding of the term CRUSTY.
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