Stalking, Imagined and Real

I don't know if I mentioned before that I have cataracts in my eyes. One eye is really bad and the other one is just starting. I've had it for many months now. My sight just got gradually worse until I couldn't see at all out of one eye. So I went to my doctor and he sent me to an Optician and he sent me somewhere else that I've had to wait two months for my appointment. That appointment is finally coming up next week. It is my understanding that when I go next week measurements will be taken and we will set up the date for surgery. Apparently this is very, very common surgery. Many people have it done with a local freezing. I'm going to ask to be put to sleep. Somehow I don't think I could sit still while they peel my eyeball like a grape, even with freezing. It's been a very unpleasant experience losing my sight. And of course I'm dreading the surgery. I'll be very happy when it is done and I can see again.

Also coming up next month is my birthday. I'll be 49!! 40 is the old age of youth, and 50 is the youth of old age. That's exactly how I feel about it. It falls on a Wednesday this year, so that sucks. Usually it's right around (Canadian) Thanksgiving, if not right on Thanksgiving, but this year it's after. We're thinking of going to a show at the Sound Academy on the 15th. Birthdays haven't been that big of a deal this year for some reason.

The other day I was reading Cathy's blog and in it she called me a stalker. She called me a stalker because I read her blog! I don't leave comments, I just read. She has a widget on there which tells her where her readers are from, and I guess I'm the only one from my town. I'm the one who started her blogging! I've been blogging for years and she has read it. I told her she should start a blog and she did. I've known her for 35 years or more. We're not friends any more and in my opinion she never was my friend. I like to read, I read tons of blogs. Why wouldn't I read one by someone I've known most of my life? This just shows her mentality. Unfortunately I know just what it's like to have a real stalker. I have one now. I won't go into detail other than to say it started on Facebook. This is a man I don't know. I'm in the process of collecting evidence and if he keeps it up I will be going to the police. I know he's delved into my life beyond Facebook, but just how far he's gone, I don't know. In light of recent events, ie the gruesome murder of a woman in my town, I'm taking this very seriously. So really Cathy, don't be such a knob. You know I'm an avid reader and you should be thankful anyone reads your drivel at all. And you should really check yourself before you go flinging such derogatory statements around. You're just lucky you didn't mention my name.

There are some things I wish I could unread. Because of this murder I've been reading the news again, which I hadn't done in years. I found the news just upset and depressed me, so I stopped reading it, for years. Now with this murder I want to know what's going on. I won't relax until someone is arrested for it. This led to also reading Facebook pages set up regarding the murdered woman, and other sites regarding unsolved murders and missing people. That's what I wish I could unread. The last thing I need right now is some idiot stalking me. It's a frightening world people.