So, yesterday I went to the eye doc and had a cataract removed. I’ll be undergoing the same procedure on my other eye in two weeks.
Reading and typing aren’t the easiest things to do right now, but at least I can see clearly out of my right eye again. I have a follow-up appointment this afternoon, and hopefully when the doc checks my peepers he’ll give me a clean bill of health. As it is, my eyes have been the bane of my existence ever since I was a little kid. Horrible eyesight. Always wearing glasses. It almost kept me out of the Army, and DID keep me out of the Marines. But it is what it is. I couldn’t change anything about it back then, so I shouldn’t bitch too hard. The side-benefit of having this surgery now is that they replaced my old, defective lens with a new corrective lens, so I won’t have to wear glasses or contacts any more. Just reading glasses, which I already required when I was wearing glasses anyway.
I’m currently wearing a clear plastic shield over my right eye, making me look like a retarded pirate. Hopefully that can come off after my appointment today.
What a fascinating modern age we live in.
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Da Missus had cataracts removed from both eyes a few months back and literally went from “how many fingers do you see?” to being able to read the diploma hanging on the wall outside the exam room, with the need for reading glasses for close-up work. Wear the patch for a few days, remember all the drops, and things will be fine.
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Yep. Eyedrops three times a day. And I’ll need reading glasses for the rest of my life, but I was wearing them before with my contacts so that’s not really a big change. The important thing is that I can see out of my right eye again. Me being right eye dominant, and most of my scopes having some sort of illumination, that’s a handy thing these days.