I’m wearing my OMG earrings, because it’s an OMG kind of day. I’m having laser eye surgery today.
I’m freaking out a little because I’m’ really nervous and don’t have much of an appetite today. My surgery is in less than two hours and after the procedure I will allegedly not need my glasses any longer. I can’t quite understand this, because I’ve worn glasses since I was 9 years old and contact lenses since I was 16. I’ve wanted to have it done for years, but as my prescription changed a little five years ago, I wanted to wait until it had been stable for at least three years. These days they recommend stable prescription for 12 months, but I feel that’s a bit short.
I had my consultation two weeks ago with an additional checkup this weekend, and I will be having Wavefront Intralese – Lasik (primary – Bilateral) done today by this guy right here. I’ve checked out reviews of his work and he seems to have very consistent positive feedback. I was very relieved to see one review saying that he refused surgery on someone because he found a problem on the day, which confirms to me that he’s responsible about doing the right thing and not just getting my money. This makes me feel a lot better. Although I’m not sure why he’s Mr Jonathan Carr and not Dr. According to his resume he is a Doctor of Medicine, so maybe it’s just a preference thing. I think I want to ask about that, because it makes me curious. If you are a Doctor, why not say Dr Carr? I may be missing something.
Mr Pharmacist, who I’m sure you all know is partially sighted, is coming with me for the procedure. I’m glad to have someone with me that I trust 100%. It may be odd to some that I’m taking my ex-fiancee, but we’ve found back to our friendship and I know with him there I will be less nervous. Don’t worry, there’s no post-relationship weirdness there, in fact he’s dating someone else! Early days, I haven’t met her yet. Oddly enough I’m not jealous at all, which must mean I’ve come to terms with the end of our relationship.
After the surgery Mr P is making sure I get home okay and look after me for a little while. I’m supposed to rest tonight and will probably not be on the computer. Tomorrow I have my first checkup, and then I’ll go to meet my mother who flies in to Heathrow at noon. She’s here until Tuesday, so I have a five day weekend! Non-UK people, because of the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee, we get Monday and Tuesday off. Having a Queen has its perks.
I’m supposed to be able to function normally tomorrow and see fine by the end of the weekend, although it will not fully heal until a few months has passed. I’m not supposed to notice anything after about a month. I can’t wear makeup for about two weeks though and I’ve been advised against washing my heair for the first few days as I shouldn’t get anything in my eyes, even water. There will also be drips to take and I expect itching and watering, plus random halos and blurriness. But to be honest, anything is better than having to wear contacts. I am so fed up with dry, painful eyes!
I’ve used all the savings I have, and the surgery has an interest free payment plan, so I’ll be a bit skint for the next 10 months, but this is an investment that I hope will pay off in a better quality of life and one less thing to have to worry about when travelling.
One last thing: If you liked by Edwin Drood review, I have good news! I’m seeing it again on Sunday, because mum hasn’t seen it and tickets for the weekend are going for £10 at lastminute.com. I highly recommend it!
Okay.. I have to go… Meeting Mr Pharmacist for a coffee before the surgery… Think of me, internets. Pray the machine doesn’t explode or turn me into cyclops. Or worse, the naked blue guy from Watchmen.
Here goes nothing! (meeeep)