Glaucoma

I have glaucoma, dammit. I’m convinced that this is payback for all those stupid reefer/glaucoma jokes when I was a teenager . . .
Apparently, it’s fairly easily-treated with eye drops, but I’m still bummed about this. A lot of people around me (my dad, Butch, my boss) have had serious eye injuries and/or conditions. Particularly due to my dad's blindness, I’ve always tried to be careful with my eyes.
It will be a couple weeks before I know what my treatment is; I’m a little of nervous. The risk of completely losing sight is low with regular treatment, but lots of medications (which I may need later in life) impact glaucoma.
Oddly enough, today is Stevie Wonder's birthday.