Deepening Darkness

I got dilated Monday, or rather my eyes got dilated. The new doctor I have been seeing is pretty good and came recommended by a tenant. This appointment was the first in almost two months, and the time in between has not been kind to the old peepers. This seems the right time to go over how my sight is these days before I continue on the track of how I got here.
Simply put, things are bad with a complication of advancing retinapathy and a lot of gunk in the central eye cavity.
The retinapathy is darkening things on its own. What I left in the ongoing narrative has closed in past the borders of the cataract lense. Things progressed past the point of floors looking wavy. I look at the glowing rectangle of the TV and the entire box is warped.
Flashers streak by with some regularity, most often when a light change hits the eye, often even when the lid is closed.
Floaters could be from the retinapathy or the vitreous hemorrhage or both. They swum in and out of my vision with regularity.
Other problems remain the domain of the hemorrhage, lingering effects of the blood that poured into my eye after that fateful dose of Cialis that I never took advantage of.
My color sense in the eye is all but gone. I see reds best, then blues. I know this is not a retinapathy thing from my own experience. If I switch to looking at the TV through the dark-blind eye, the colors are spectacular through that cataract-clouded pinhole.
Distance refocusing remains a problem that has also gotten worse. I cannot focus near-sightedness at all. That magnifying glass I occasionally wear doesn’t help. Even with the glasses I make out what kind of soup is in the can by word shape rather than actual reading. Things smaller than that have become outright impossible to achieve and torturous to try.
Light is also an active memory. There’s too much or not enough in most circumstances. Street lights are too bright to look at, yet it seems that none of their brightness reaches the ground. Judging from the peculiarities of the dark eye, this is also well beyond just retinapathy. My pupil is not working right. When light hits it, the whole eye glows even after the source of light has diminished.
A while back my roommate noticed that I can’t even pretend that I’m not blind anymore. Things have gotten significantly worse even in the time since I started this blog.
Further surgery is inevitable and something I am gung ho to do. The plan is retina re-attachment and vitreous gel draining. There’s just some other logistical complications that need to be worked out first.
Nothing is stated here to promote woe is me sympathy, but to answer the bigger questions of what I can see now. Everything is in overexposed shadow seen through dense fog. Acquaintances need to understand that I cannot often recognize who I am talking to at first. I can do less when my eye gets tired, so everything is slower. I’, not without my successes, but they require more and ever more effort to achieve.