I’m sorry things have been a bit quiet around here, but with Ravelry and Face Book there isn’t much computer time left for my blog.
Thought I would let all you in blog land know about my “New Eye.” As with many of us baby boomers as time passes genetics and sunlight take their toll. I have the sun damage to my skin (thanks to working in the environmental field) and a newer event, cataracts. The doc said “early onset” so I don’t feel totally ancient but cataracts none the less.
As a small child I watched my grandfather and great uncles go through the traditional surgery – days in the hospital with the head propped up in a specific position and no bending over for quite some time. Not any more – the Interocular Lens they use require the tiniest incision on the eye, a laser to demolish the old lens then replaced that with a tiny scrolled-up corrective lens. Day surgery and you go home with drops and instructions. Mine was on Wed morning. At least not at the break of dawn.
The idea is most people won’t need glasses for general vision. Except for me. The dratted astigmatism ruined the no glasses plan as I will still need correction. Return to regular activities as long as comfortable, except for swimming and high velocity racquet sports. Not A Problem. Haven’t played racketball or tennis for over 20 years. And my knees would whine if I even picked up a racquet.
Everything went well and I was assured that I wouldn’t be aware of the procedure. They were right but I did drift towards awareness at one time and advised them, “I believe I am a little more aware than I choose to be” and then went right out again. When I mentioned it to the doc the next day he tried to hide his grin…
So I call my improved eye my “new” or “bionic” eye. The difference in vision is amazing. The ads on TV showing vision with cataracts is like looking at a fogged bathroom mirror are correct. My research prepared me for the return of clarity to my vision but not the degree that colors simply GLOW. Wowza. I can SEE in the shower (been nearsighted with glasses since 8 years old and seeing ANYTHING without glasses or contacts is …amazing…). Colored soap was my first choice so I would be able to find it a bit easier when dropped against the white tub. No more searching by feel!
The rest of the story – My Niece (DN1 for Dear Niece #1 – there is a niece-in-law and she is DN2, truly a dear and a niece) was married in a lovely garden ceremony in north Fla over Labor Day weekend. More about that another day. We had returned on Monday and I walked into the House of Dustbunnys on Tues to find the bedroom carpet going squish. Ick. Never a good thing. Plumbers out on Wed, not the plumbing. AC problem! AC people out on Thurs and the portable unit I was using instead of the central decided over the weekend to malfunction and pee all over the floor. The nerve. The cat has more manners.
New central AC unit going in on Monday. There is still coolness because I had purchased a tiny window unit but hated the thought of drilling holes in the window and the portable WAS working.
SO…House of Dustbunnys is on the upward spiral now.