thursday
Those who wished me well yesterday - thanks. Oh my gosh - the whole thing exhausted me. I basically slept for 16 hours afterwards. Woke up this morning at 4 am and finally felt ready to get up and stay up.
Yesterday we originally went into the wrong door at the clinic, the surgery exit door. We came into a room of sleepy, slow moving people sitting around with clear plastic bubbles over one eye. Stood there looking around for someone to check in with and finally we were told we were in the wrong room and they took us to the intake waiting room. You are very efficiently processed there and things go pretty quickly. I kept trying to not think about what the operation entailed and just think about and listen in on the voices and conversations I was hearing around me. After a while I was taken down the hall to get something measured (not explained to me) in my eyes and was sitting waiting for that to happen beside another patient. She was there getting her second eye done. We had something in common - we both had had a mother with dementia and we compared notes. She told me the most dramatic thing she noticed after getting her first eye done was how brilliant the colors and how white the light appeared in her eye after the surgery. And I can vouch for that today. It is amazing. So that is what white really looks like? It's not a dingy brownish white? I never knew (for myself) that I was not seeing colors properly. I'm still having to wear a clear bubble shield over my eye so I haven't been able to really see things clearly, except for the difference in color so far. Later today I have an appointment with my regular optometrist and she will check things over and see if everything is doing okay. Maybe I'll get to see then what my eyesight is like in that eye.
Yesterday we originally went into the wrong door at the clinic, the surgery exit door. We came into a room of sleepy, slow moving people sitting around with clear plastic bubbles over one eye. Stood there looking around for someone to check in with and finally we were told we were in the wrong room and they took us to the intake waiting room. You are very efficiently processed there and things go pretty quickly. I kept trying to not think about what the operation entailed and just think about and listen in on the voices and conversations I was hearing around me. After a while I was taken down the hall to get something measured (not explained to me) in my eyes and was sitting waiting for that to happen beside another patient. She was there getting her second eye done. We had something in common - we both had had a mother with dementia and we compared notes. She told me the most dramatic thing she noticed after getting her first eye done was how brilliant the colors and how white the light appeared in her eye after the surgery. And I can vouch for that today. It is amazing. So that is what white really looks like? It's not a dingy brownish white? I never knew (for myself) that I was not seeing colors properly. I'm still having to wear a clear bubble shield over my eye so I haven't been able to really see things clearly, except for the difference in color so far. Later today I have an appointment with my regular optometrist and she will check things over and see if everything is doing okay. Maybe I'll get to see then what my eyesight is like in that eye.