I received a letter yesterday from the Eye Hospital saying I did not need any more injections at present. I have to go for a scan once a month to see if there is any change. So the macular degeneration has been halted thanks to the skill of the doctors. Until something drastic like this happens one takes one's good eyesight for granted.
My friends and I had a discussion about which century we would have liked to have lived in. I plumped for this one. The wonderful advances made in medical treatment make life a lot better for most of us. As far as I am concerned, the jury is still out when it comes to longevity. Whether, as someone said, it is better than the alternative, I don't know. But let's not be morbid. Today is Good News Day.
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Ramblings of a nonagenerian (vintage 1923). Grew up in Lambeth in the 20s and 30s. Lived and worked in London during World War II. I have been attempting to do the Telegraph Cryptic Crossword since 1939! (My daughter says I *have* to write this, but I am troubled as it sounds so conceited.) I bought my first computer aged 85 and am continually frustrated by the vagaries of the technological age.
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