I got new eyes last week. By that, I mean that I finally had laser eye surgery. After years of considering it, researching, talking to people and agonizing, I decided that now was the time. I had to have PRK (photo refractive keratotomy), which is a bit more painful than the basic LASIK that everyone has heard of, because I have thin corneas and a high prescription. The consultants at Diamond Vision warned me that I would need a bit longer recovery time, and that the pain would be more intense than LASIK, but I figured a little pain would be worth the chance to see 20/20 again without having to pop in those contacts I've been wearing for 15 years.
10 minutes on a reclined chair under a laser, 2 days of vicodin-induced sleeping in pitch black darkness, and 36 hours of non-stop tearing, burning and stabbing pain in my eyes, and I emerged with the ability to see things across a room that I haven't been able to see since I was a 7-year-old girl. Now THAT is an AMAZING feeling.
And that is why today, while standing in the shower looking at grout between tiles that I used to never be able to see, I decided to start blogging again.
This is my tribute to all things seen by the naked eye.
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Ah yes, I know those blurry morning showers well! And if I can see the grout, then I have to be careful not to get too much water in my eyes or else my contact will dis-lodge! I am so happy for you and your new EYEZ! I look forward to your blogging!
And now you can finally see how sexy I am.
Wow, you took that huge leap that I still fear. Heck. I still haven't even made the small jump to contacts yet! Anyway, I applaud your lasik eye surgery, and you deserve seeing those tiny microscopic flying things that I will never ever see!
Yaaay Anne!
Your 4 eyed friend,
Shelley
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