Well at least it hasn't been as long a break as a year+
It has been a busy-as-hell few weeks, Internet, let me tell you!
First, I got the LASIK I mentioned. It went great! They warned me that while I'd see (no pun intended) significant improvement right away, it could take a few months for my eyes to fully heal. But at the one-day follow-up I was already at 20/20, and at the two-week follow-up I was at 20/15, so at this rate, it's entirely possible that at the three-month follow-up they'll need to fit me for a Cyclops-style visor. I'll let you know how that goes for me.
The surgery itself took maybe five minutes once I actually got into the lab -- first there was some final paperwork to take care of, the payment, and one last exam to make sure they had my prescription right. There was no pain at all -- some weirdness/pressure sensations at a couple of points, because of the suction cup-type thing they used to keep the eye being operated on still, but it was completely bladeless, and they used numbing drops. Which were REALLY WEIRD. It's like getting numbed at the dentist, in that you don't realize how much sensation you have in that area until you can't feel it anymore. Each eye lost vision for a few seconds while the doctor was operating on it, but not both at once.
Most of the staff used lots of vague euphemistic language around the discomfort immediately after the surgery: "Oh, a lot of people have some dryness," "you'll have some sensitivity to light," "there's usually some irritation," etc. The operating doctor, however, was kind of hilariously blunt, and said flat-out, "For the next six hours, you're going to feel like you've been pepper-sprayed." I haven't been pepper-sprayed, so I can't say for sure if it's the same, but it was definitely a pretty rough day. I got the surgery first thing on a Saturday morning, Dad drove me home, and by the time we got there it was already pretty painful. So I took some Tylenol PM (they'd given me that and a prescription for a couple of Ambien, but I stuck with the Tylenol to start with) and attempted to sleep through the worst of it. There was also a fair bit of oozing. By dinnertime it was a lot better; the next morning there was some moderate dryness and irritation in the morning, and some fogginess around lights at night; by Monday even that was mostly gone and it was just mild dryness first thing in the morning. That's continued for awhile, but some OTC drops when I first wake up take care of it, and at this point even that's almost gone. In conclusion, I'm glad I did it! If you're thinking about it, go for it. Op itself is painless (though weird), first six(ish) hours after suuuuuuuck, and since then everything's fantastic.
The other big busy-ness is my sister's wedding prep! The wedding itself is May 13th, so we're finalizing everything and it's all super exciting and exhausting, and it's not even my wedding. The other bridesmaids and I organized the shower a few weeks ago, which was nice -- very low-key and small, only a dozen or so people. We finally met some of her fiance's family, his sisters and mother, who were all lovely. His mom and ours, in fact, took to each other like a house on fire, which was a delightful surprise.
This past weekend was the bachelorette party, which was fun, but ex-friggin'-hausting. There were about eight people, and we got a couple of rooms at the Gaylord at the National Harbor, and went to dinner and a few clubs. We were up so late, I thought I might die. Half of us crashed around 1, myself included, but a few people went back out, because they are presumably cyborgs. Rita had a good time, though, which was the important thing.
(LOL that makes it sound like I was miserable. I wasn't, it was fun! Staying out late and going to very loud places with lots of strangers is just very much not my scene, so I have no desire to do it again anytime soon. At least for the wedding itself I will not be sharing a hotel room with four other people, so when the night is over and I'm exhausted and socialized out I'll be able to go back to my room and be alone, or maybe with one other person, and that one from my immediate family. The night will also be ending a great deal earlier, since we have to have everything cleared out and packed up by midnight, because the venue is also a working lab.)
Also, I have been PMSing the past few days and while the emotional stuff that sometimes accompanies that for me has been minimal, my energy levels are basically zero but more importantly I would just like to whine for a bit about how having PMS during Passover is the eleventh goddamn plague. Whyyyyyyyyy can't I have all the delicious comforting things ;_;
ANYWAY. I am trying to catch up now and I like you guys and hi. ♥
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First, I got the LASIK I mentioned. It went great! They warned me that while I'd see (no pun intended) significant improvement right away, it could take a few months for my eyes to fully heal. But at the one-day follow-up I was already at 20/20, and at the two-week follow-up I was at 20/15, so at this rate, it's entirely possible that at the three-month follow-up they'll need to fit me for a Cyclops-style visor. I'll let you know how that goes for me.
The surgery itself took maybe five minutes once I actually got into the lab -- first there was some final paperwork to take care of, the payment, and one last exam to make sure they had my prescription right. There was no pain at all -- some weirdness/pressure sensations at a couple of points, because of the suction cup-type thing they used to keep the eye being operated on still, but it was completely bladeless, and they used numbing drops. Which were REALLY WEIRD. It's like getting numbed at the dentist, in that you don't realize how much sensation you have in that area until you can't feel it anymore. Each eye lost vision for a few seconds while the doctor was operating on it, but not both at once.
Most of the staff used lots of vague euphemistic language around the discomfort immediately after the surgery: "Oh, a lot of people have some dryness," "you'll have some sensitivity to light," "there's usually some irritation," etc. The operating doctor, however, was kind of hilariously blunt, and said flat-out, "For the next six hours, you're going to feel like you've been pepper-sprayed." I haven't been pepper-sprayed, so I can't say for sure if it's the same, but it was definitely a pretty rough day. I got the surgery first thing on a Saturday morning, Dad drove me home, and by the time we got there it was already pretty painful. So I took some Tylenol PM (they'd given me that and a prescription for a couple of Ambien, but I stuck with the Tylenol to start with) and attempted to sleep through the worst of it. There was also a fair bit of oozing. By dinnertime it was a lot better; the next morning there was some moderate dryness and irritation in the morning, and some fogginess around lights at night; by Monday even that was mostly gone and it was just mild dryness first thing in the morning. That's continued for awhile, but some OTC drops when I first wake up take care of it, and at this point even that's almost gone. In conclusion, I'm glad I did it! If you're thinking about it, go for it. Op itself is painless (though weird), first six(ish) hours after suuuuuuuck, and since then everything's fantastic.
The other big busy-ness is my sister's wedding prep! The wedding itself is May 13th, so we're finalizing everything and it's all super exciting and exhausting, and it's not even my wedding. The other bridesmaids and I organized the shower a few weeks ago, which was nice -- very low-key and small, only a dozen or so people. We finally met some of her fiance's family, his sisters and mother, who were all lovely. His mom and ours, in fact, took to each other like a house on fire, which was a delightful surprise.
This past weekend was the bachelorette party, which was fun, but ex-friggin'-hausting. There were about eight people, and we got a couple of rooms at the Gaylord at the National Harbor, and went to dinner and a few clubs. We were up so late, I thought I might die. Half of us crashed around 1, myself included, but a few people went back out, because they are presumably cyborgs. Rita had a good time, though, which was the important thing.
(LOL that makes it sound like I was miserable. I wasn't, it was fun! Staying out late and going to very loud places with lots of strangers is just very much not my scene, so I have no desire to do it again anytime soon. At least for the wedding itself I will not be sharing a hotel room with four other people, so when the night is over and I'm exhausted and socialized out I'll be able to go back to my room and be alone, or maybe with one other person, and that one from my immediate family. The night will also be ending a great deal earlier, since we have to have everything cleared out and packed up by midnight, because the venue is also a working lab.)
Also, I have been PMSing the past few days and while the emotional stuff that sometimes accompanies that for me has been minimal, my energy levels are basically zero but more importantly I would just like to whine for a bit about how having PMS during Passover is the eleventh goddamn plague. Whyyyyyyyyy can't I have all the delicious comforting things ;_;
ANYWAY. I am trying to catch up now and I like you guys and hi. ♥
Originally posted at Dreamwidth.
comments; reply there with your DW username or OpenID.