Through a glass - still a bit darkly
Well, the 2nd cataract surgery is over and mostly done with. For better or worse, the right eye hasn't healed as nicely as the left eye did. I woke up in the middle of the night last night and all was entirely black. I turned over and looked out the window and could see lights with my left eye, but nothing with my right. I was just a tad anxious. Then I turned on the light and could see out of my left eye, but the right eye only admitted a little light from the bedside lamp. Then in my semi-drugged state, I soon fell asleep again.
When I finally woke up this morning, the left eye took a minute to come into focus. The right eye provided some vision, but it looked like I was looking through extremely dirty dark sunglasses. Sort of like the yellow mist of Monday morning, only much, much worse.
Fortunately, I had an appointment to see the eye surgeon at 8am this morning. He didn't seem too concerned - which helped to some degree to calm my innards. Said it was partly a result of some cornea swelling from the operation and partly because some drops he had administered to keep my iris from enlarging hadn't worn off. Added that all should clear up by the weekend. And, of course, said to call if that didn't happen. Which wasn't exactly what I wanted to hear. But I guess that was better than, "Oh my god, back into surgery immediately." In the meantime, he told me to increase the dosage of the drops I currently had for the post-op period. Doctors can be infuriatingly calm in the face of dashed expectations.
I can tell that the focus of the right eye is almost as good as the left eye. And the brownness is becoming less. But I was hoping for better - while working very hard to keep my expectations in check. I do remember that the left eye took a couple of days to settle down. In the past, I might have gone ballistic, but this time I just said OK, and meant it.
On another note, went to see Avenue Q last Friday - the first National Tour. It's a wonderful show - Muppets on steroids and definitely NSFW. The choreography of the ensemble was amazing. I didn't see a wasted movement. Also the vocals were full and natural; yet none of the actors overshadowed the puppets with physical or facial histrionics. The element of the puppets with the human actors seemed strange at first, but soon just added another dimension to the experience. I had a wonderful time - even seeing it through a partial yellow mist. It was nice not no need glasses to see some very talented people at work.
When I finally woke up this morning, the left eye took a minute to come into focus. The right eye provided some vision, but it looked like I was looking through extremely dirty dark sunglasses. Sort of like the yellow mist of Monday morning, only much, much worse.
Fortunately, I had an appointment to see the eye surgeon at 8am this morning. He didn't seem too concerned - which helped to some degree to calm my innards. Said it was partly a result of some cornea swelling from the operation and partly because some drops he had administered to keep my iris from enlarging hadn't worn off. Added that all should clear up by the weekend. And, of course, said to call if that didn't happen. Which wasn't exactly what I wanted to hear. But I guess that was better than, "Oh my god, back into surgery immediately." In the meantime, he told me to increase the dosage of the drops I currently had for the post-op period. Doctors can be infuriatingly calm in the face of dashed expectations.
I can tell that the focus of the right eye is almost as good as the left eye. And the brownness is becoming less. But I was hoping for better - while working very hard to keep my expectations in check. I do remember that the left eye took a couple of days to settle down. In the past, I might have gone ballistic, but this time I just said OK, and meant it.
On another note, went to see Avenue Q last Friday - the first National Tour. It's a wonderful show - Muppets on steroids and definitely NSFW. The choreography of the ensemble was amazing. I didn't see a wasted movement. Also the vocals were full and natural; yet none of the actors overshadowed the puppets with physical or facial histrionics. The element of the puppets with the human actors seemed strange at first, but soon just added another dimension to the experience. I had a wonderful time - even seeing it through a partial yellow mist. It was nice not no need glasses to see some very talented people at work.