Eyeball distress

I just over an hour I shall walk down the block to the corner, to the ophthalmological offices two storeys above the Metro escalators, and submit my eyeballs for Dr. Wang's inspection. This is not nearly as much fun, I will have you know, as submitting my wang for Dr. Eyeball's inspection. The last time I was in Dr. Wang's chair, some six months ago, he nearly made me pass out, or throw up, or both, by using some suction gadget to pull on my corneas while I was looking through them. I really, really, really hope he doonae have to do that this time.

So if I do have incipient Glaucoma, do I get to smoke as much pot as I want?