I dreamed that I was late leaving for my appointment this morning. In the dream, it was my mom and my brother that delayed me. They were using the bathroom that I needed to use to get myself ready to leave. And then it was 6:40 and I still wasn’t out the door and I was going to be so late. I woke up around 2:30 am and couldn’t get back to sleep until I took a Tylenol. I’m a lot more aware of all the muscles around my eyes since the surgery.
I woke up at the 5:15 alarm and got ready and out the door about quarter to 6. I really should have left the house on Sunday to fill the car with gas. I didn’t have quite enough to get to the appointment safely so I had to stop and fill up. I don’t think I’d driven this car to zero bars on the gas gauge before. I don’t like that.
I ended up ten minutes late to the appointment. The traffic in Nampa delayed me. And the stop for gas. I’m going to need to take that into account for the next appointment in six weeks.
The appointment itself went well. I thought they were only doing to dilate the eye that had had surgery, but they dilated them both. They also took pictures and gave me a vision test. I was pleased to find that I was able to read the letters fairly small on the right when they had me put down occluder with the pinholes. And, once I was dilated the doctor came to take a look with the very bright light.
I’m healing well. He sounded surprised that my sclera wasn’t entirely bloody. I’m through the hard part of the healing process. All I have to do now is wait for my vision to settle. I confirmed that the waviness in the vision of the right eye is expected, and can be corrected with glasses if it sticks around. I told the doctor that the shadow in my peripheral that had brought me in was no longer there. I’m getting what seems like a full field of light in the right eye; it’s just terribly blurry.
I’m allowed to travel to higher elevations. I still need to wait to do strenuous exercise. My recovery is going well.
I still haven’t received my bills for the surgery. I want to get that over with soon so I know what the damage will be.
I drove home with my eyes dilated. It wasn’t that bad. I had sunglasses and my left eye wasn’t all that blurry. I called my dad and my father-in-law on the drive home to give them updates since I couldn’t really read my phone to send texts (the dilation blurred my near vision, but my far vision for driving was fine on the left eye).
I got to work when I got home. It was a little difficult at first because my eyes were still dilated, but I managed to make some progress on formatting the report I’ve been working on. After lunch, I had some on one one meetings with my team members. I was exhausted by the end of the work day, but I prepped some dinner anyway. I bought lettuce and tomatoes on Saturday, so I chopped up a can of Spam and measured out a portion to fry up for today. Then I chopped up a tomato and measured out some lettuce. Spam salad!
After eating, I took some time to do Move U movements for the day, mostly breathing. Then it was time to go to choir. I had a good time at choir. Even tired, it was good to sing and chat and get a few hugs. And some peaches to bring home. I’m going to chop and freeze those tomorrow. One of my choir friends asked how I’m doing settling into life without my husband (not in so many words). I told her it was hard with the surgery because he wasn’t there to take care of me. But I was able to moisten my eye with all natural tears any time just by thinking of him. I honestly think that bringing tears to my eyes has been helping my right eye heal.
Now I’m tired and I want to go to bed.