It’s 7:41 p.m. on Sunday, and I feel as if I’ve been exhaustively busy all day long. In truth, I slept til 10 a.m., watched Season 5 of Weeds (excellent finale!), shredded a leftover Boston Market rotisserie chicken, read a few pages of my book, and took a shower that turned into a long bath.
Exhaustively busy was yesterday, but I’m getting ahead of myself aren’t I?
Wednesday, Thursday and Friday consisted mainly of napping, putting drops in my eyes, scratching the dried crap and sticky goo out of my eyelashes, and testing out my vision by watching periods of television and closing my eyes during every commercial break. Not usually a napper, Tylenol PM helped ease me into four hours of respite from the steady administration of eye drops every afternoon.
Because I don’t have an alarm clock in my borrowed room at my parents’ house, I didn’t have that clichéd moment of waking up and seeing the numbers clearly for the first time in memory. Instead, I woke up being able to count the illuminated dots that create a pattern in the window quilt that both darkens and insulates the large, door-like window in this passively solar-heated house.
Thursday I donned my wraparound sunglasses that TLC is making me wear for a week, and Mom shuttled me to my day-after post-operative check up with my local eye doctor. My first thought was, “Driving won’t be so bad!” and then I was clocked in the face with a round of nausea similar to sitting in the co-pilot’s seat in a flight simulator. I resolved myself to quick peeks and lots of shut-eye for the rest of the journey.
At the doctor’s office, I successfully read from the 20/25 line without squinting, and was heartened when I realized that I’d probably read clearly from the 20/20 line (or smaller!) once the blurriness wore off a bit. The doc pronounced my surgery a success, but advised me to be more attentive about using eye drops to reduce dry eye (which in turn keeps your vision blurry).
By Saturday, I was seeing a bit clearer and I was ready to get out of the house. I had washed my hair in a shower that never touched my face, and had sunk into a bath where I very, very carefully used hot towels to wipe the eye drop goop from my eyelashes. I was ready to go!
Once again in the co-pilot’s seat, the flight simulator feeling washed over me at first but wasn’t nearly as bad as before. I aimed cold air at my neck and tried to not concentrate on anything in particular. Mom, Jaci and I drove to Lanham (off of the D.C. beltway) to visit my Grandmother. After a nice two-and-a-half hour visit — and having used up half of the preservative-free Systane® eye drops in my purse — we decided to swing by REI on the way home.
I walked in the store and was immediately bowled over by a temple-splitting migraine. Mom was concerned; aside from all of the travel time she hadn’t expected a visit with Grandma and a trip to one store to sideline me in the afternoon. A few Excedrin did the trick to decrease the pressure of the migraine, coupled with purposefully not staring at any of the interior fluorescent lights or the big picture windows. My wraparound sunglasses had to be worn at all times while in the dressing room, simply due to the three fluorescent lights bouncing off of the mirror.
By keeping my eyes shaded for the entire drive home (and intermittently closing them for short periods of time), I made it home without the monster migraine’s return. I had no idea that my first trip out of the house would be such an Event! I definitely paid for it today, in terms of not having the desire or energy to do anything with myself… although I think the extra sleep and excessive administering of eye drops over the past three days has definitely helped clear up some of the blurriness I was experiencing.
Reading was almost impossible on Thursday, I just couldn’t seem to get my eyes to focus on the short blocks of magazine text in front of me. Today I’m comfortably reading from my book as long as I remember to blink and rest my eyes after an hour or so. Television was blurry on Thursday (especially white text on a dark background), but today it’s relatively clear once I rule out blurriness caused by eye drops lingering on my eye lashes.
Speaking of eye drops — there are four to contend with and keep straight: Vigamox®, an antibacterial; Omnipred™, an anti-inflammatory; and Restasis® and Systane® to combat dry eye. Vigamox® and Omnipred™ are four times a day for seven days, the Restasis® is twice a day for a month before and two months after surgery, and the Systane® is as-needed but at least every two hours (I’m using it almost every hour, sometimes more).
D’oh! I just realized that I’ve been so inundated with eye drops and blinking that I haven’t even told you about the actual LASIK (bladeless intralase) procedure yet! Unfortunately, after an hour of working off and on this post my eyes are tired and the letters are starting to blur on the screen. Tune back in tomorrow…