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The last thing you need when the ink of the first sentence of your new masterpiece is hardly dry is to have a problem with your eyesight.
It’s almost as if the fates have decided to call the shots.
To be honest, that first draft was rubbish, so that says it all really.
I have had this recurring earache for a while now, and it is driving me nuts. Doc thinks it’s an inner ear problem as it sometimes triggers dizziness. It is affecting my left eye, making me nauseous and dizzy, and trying to use this eye makes everything worse.
I cannot wear my reading glasses or use my mobile phone, and looking down at my keyboard makes the room revolve, so doing anything is very difficult.
Funnily enough, and this made me laugh, if I close this eye, I can manage much better.
But one more comment from my ever-loving family of ‘aye aye, Captain,’ and I might have to hit someone.
I know I said this could be my last book, and maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned that, for it would seem that the fates were listening. We know I was probably joking, for if a good idea comes along, who am I to turn it away? Even if I can’t see what I’m doing…
I am waiting patiently for it to stop, go away, and leave the building before pestering my doctor. She must be running out of patience by now, as I am. It would seem that my list of complaints (most of which are age related and cannot be helped) is growing ever longer…
Where will it all end?
Silly question really, for I am trying not to think about that…
Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes 
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