I got Lasik.
Okay not really Lasik, PRK (the evil twin).
After 18 years of glasses, it sounded fantastic when husband surprised me with it for my birthday.
Especially when I'd hear people tell me about it afterwards and it sounds like a dream come true.
But what they leave out is the right after bit.
Friday morning.
10:00 AM: Arrive
11:40: Moved into another room
11:50 AM: Eye exam re-check
12:10 PM: Orb Scan re-do
12:20 PM: Operation prep
12:30 PM: Moved to operating room
12:33 PM: Operation: 1 minute 30 seconds per eye
12:34 PM: Attempt to sit up and feel like I've been beaten with a bag of bricks
12:35 PM: Moved back into Check-up room
12:45 PM: Eye guards the size of my fists taped over each eye
12:50 PM: Handed a pair of sunglasses from the Terminator Part 3
12:55 PM: Blindly charge my life away and first born while learning that I can't wear eye make-up for 7 days.
1:00 PM: Attempt to walk out of office while running into the outside door and almost fainting from Valium
Sleep for the next 11 hours.
1:00 AM: Wake up to feeling like I have rocks in my eyes
Administer three kinds of drops and take two medicines.
Fall asleep
7:30 AM Saturday: Wake up for Post-op and realize I can't open my eyes because it burns when I do
Repeat all the drops, ignoring the burning
9:00 AM: Return home and sleep for another 12 hours.
9:00 PM: Wake up for more drops, then fall back asleep
12:00 PM Sunday: Repeat drops.
6:00 PM: Wake up realizing I can finally open my eyes for longer than 2 seconds without intense burning, begging to bathe, put on clean clothes, and change the sheets.
Stayed up most of Sunday night, pretending to watch a movie but seeing mostly blurry images.
Monday morning waking up for work, praying my eyes will let me see most of the day.
Hiding in my cubicle to avoid people seeing me look like I'm bawling my eyes out and sniffling up a storm. Walking around the office looking like a celebrity in sunglasses because the light hurts my eyes and having to put my face right up to the computer screen to see then closing one eye because it's starting to water and blur the other eye.
Why am I at work?
I've asked myself the same question.
3 weeks of vacation then surgery.....
I gotta work on my planning skills.
You don't know what you've got til it's gone.
Eyes are such a blessing.
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All in all, I'd say it was worth the risk, worth the money, and worth the pain.
Life becomes such a challenge when you have to rely on others to help you do everything because you can't read it or see what you're doing.
My husband was such a blessing throughout the entire ordeal.
He woke up early every day to drive me to my appointments, to work when I couldn't, helped me put in drops, made me pancakes and eggs, cleaned up the house, stayed with me when I was too tired to do anything and calmed me down when I thought my eyes were going to fall out. I couldn't have done it without him.
Thank you AJ for being such a wonderful husband to me.
I love you darling.
