Book Commercials & Misanthropic Observations

Lasik

On Tuesday I had Lasik eye surgery. While my current results may not be considered perfect by many, (everyone looks like a 1972 soft focus prom picture) You gotta understand my starting point. I was an “over 6” – shorthand in the optometry world for legally blind. Without my glasses I could not see faces, just colors, differences in brightness of light and soft shapes.

I went without glasses for 1 ½ hours before the procedure, and am grateful for the extended time to understand how poor my sight truly was on Tuesday afternoon. I hope I can remember the difference as time goes by, but I suspect I will forget.

Why not just keep my glasses, with the better resulting vision than my currently corrected version? Because I am only 34 and if I am legally blind at 34, it’s pretty much a given I am truly blackout blind in my old age. And to a reader like me, that’s depression.

Once my eyes settle, I will potentially have a 2nd surgery to get to 20/20. But, this is only day 3, and my corneas are still really swollen, and I had a more drastic procedure than most who get Lasik. I may only need one surgery. I have been crying for days with joy since the first moment I saw the surgeon’s face, a face I hadn’t seen, only heard his kind voice up until then.