Just another GR refugee. Other than that, I had a stroke in 2004, and read almost anything I can get my hands on, though I have a particular weakness for history, mystery, and historical fiction.
I've been out of town for a week (if BL is going to have technical issues every time I go out of town, y'all watch out in mid-September; I have a knitting retreat), and I've gotten new glasses.
I went to see the first new eye doctor I've had since the mid-1970s, when I was a child of ten - he's very nice - but the oddest thing was the eye test itself. All I could see were persistent "ghosts" of superimposed letters.
Turns out I have cataracts. He went, "that's a bit unusual at your age," until I told him I was just off steriods, which I had been on for 12 years. Apparently it's a known possible side effect. (Well, known if you're an eye doctor!)
Luckily, they're very small cataracts and correctable with new lenses, which I picked up earlier this afternoon. I can see again!
It's nice to see. Recently only reading ebooks (with glasses off) has been comfortable - I look forward to reading things in paper again, now, as well.