“Your eyes playing tricks on you?” he asked.
“Is that how you see it?” she asked.
“These trips are playing havoc with my business and our lives.”
“Cassy, it’s exceedingly important, essential you keep up your regular appointments.” Hesitating for a fraction of a second he continued, “This disease is eye-sight threatening.”
Stunned, she stared silently. His words made no sense. “What did you say?” She continued to stare at him as though he’d grown two heads.
“Your test results are in and unfortunately, they were inconclusive. We’re going to have to do another scraping.”
“Oh god no.”
“I’m sorry. I know it’s painful, Cassy, but it’s vital if we’re to find an effective treatment to heal your eyes. In the meantime, we’re going to change your drops and try something else.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I believe what you have is called Acanthameoba. The lab’s attempts at growing the scrapings has been unsuccessful so far. This disease has become problematic due to contact lenses and poor maintenance. However, we checked your solution as well as your contacts when you were here last. They were clean.” He paused thoughtfully then continued, “Another possibility would be through contaminated water. Have you had any accidents? Was something splashed in your eyes?”
“Acanthameoba is not transmittable it had to be introduced directly.” He paused before continuing, “This is primarily a third world country disease and the odds of it surviving are astronomical since it cannot survive in cold climates.”
“Then how did I get it?”
“That’s one of the issues I’m trying to ascertain.”
“There has been some progress, your right eye is healing well. The drops I am giving you now are primarily for maintenance.”
“The left eye has progressed to a 17% ulceration ratio, which is a great improvement but we aren’t there yet.”