It’s not called LASIK
NO! It’s called ‘Total Wave Front’. And Why?
Because, my eyes were that bad!
I didn’t know that. I use to think that my vision was very good with glasses.
Huh! It wasn’t.
Any way…
Courtaud told me what to expect; and for that I’m very grateful.
Which means: I was not surprised to smell something burning, and keeping as still as a statue (which was rather difficult and exhausting) was expected. But I would not recommend anyone who wishes to undergo this kind of procedure to do both eyes in one day; it’s very exhausting. And although, the surgery only takes a few minutes it seemed to drag for hours.
My right eye was very poor (too myopic and astigmatic), so it took a long time to get fixed. I had to keep my sight focused on a spot of red light (which looked fuzzy), and not move. Both the doctor and nurse kept encouraging me all the time, and telling me what they’re doing, step by step. When they finally said it’s over; I wanted to sigh, but couldn’t because I still had to keep my sight on that spot, while the doctor cleaned my eye.
When that was done, they moved to the left eye. I asked them to give me a breather, they said that my breathing time was what it took for them to transfer the sheet covering my face and eye from left to right [in other word…SECONDS]. So you can imagine, that my left eye (though it took less than half the time it did for my right one) was not as easily worked upon as the other one; I tried so valiantly [*sniff*], to keep my focus, but easily got distracted. The nurse kept ‘shouting’ [not really ‘shouting’, more like speaking very loudly and irritably at me] to keep my focus on the red spot.
I TRIED.
I succeeded, eventually.
It was exhausting. Both physically and emotionally.
How could fifteen minutes tire me so! (OK! Maybe 20 min).
You see…I had to keep focus; else the procedure might fail. [The VERY expensive procedure which my mother paid for, would fail.]
Then, I was given these special goggles to wear, especially when sleeping, and two eye drops, which I had to apply once every 2 hours on the first day, the on the second once every 3 hours, and so on and so forth.
I was tired, from the trip to hospital; from the Valium pill they gave me before the operation (I took it on an empty stomach); from the procedure itself (I also developed a headache which concentrated itself between my eyes); and from the trip back home (I got car-sick again).
When I got home, I ate, took another pain killer (a nurse gave me one at hospital for my headache after a kind woman gave me a ‘mars’ bar to eat), and slept.
[My eyes were puffy, and I looked like a frog. All the time after surgery my eyes wouldn’t stop tearing, which was off course followed by a running nose.]
The next day; I had to go back to hospital for the 24-hours check, and thankfully, everything looked perfect. The doctor gave me additional drops to moisten my eyes and told me to come back in a week.
After a week, I went back and discovered that I had some dryness, which meant I had to buy a lubricant for my eyes.
I still have to buy decent colored glasses (my old ones were prescription), and be careful not to apply any pressure, and not to forget the eye drops (all three of them).
But it’s great to finally be able to see my face!
Oh!
I have pretty eyes!
I’ve been told so by three people already…And family COUNTS!
But now I have a silly-ridiculous dilemma:
Mamma says that now I have to wear eye make up.
I never even re-apply lipstick!
Does this mean that I have to pluck and draw my eye-brows? I never had that problem when I had my glasses; the frame always hid everything.
I have to invest some money in a workable tweezers, don’t I?
What is better: eye-liner, eye-dip, or eye-pencil?
Do I also need to get some eye-shadow?
GOODNESS!
This is a nightmare!
I tell you what…
I promise to wash my face every day, and make sure it’s clean before I go out.
And so, this concludes my ‘Eye Adventure’, and now I will go back to previous activities of reading, commenting, and writing.