Today is the day I go and get my eyes done. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous but I do think my parents are more anxious/nervous/excited than I am. My dad even was spiffed up (not that it takes much ;)) and my mom was just all over the place (love you mom). Had a shower and off to the city it was.
We get there, have my quick eye exam and than I'm whisked away to the back to be in the dark for the next 3 hours and 45 minutes.
I think they like to torture you before your procedure, I really do. They make you wait forever for things to happen and than when they do, they make you wait even longer.
FINALLY, surgery time. Glasses are gone, freezing drops are in and I meet my surgeon. He drops a bomb on me. I may not be able to get an enhancement surgery after this but he's hoping I heal good enough that I can come back IF needed. So I'm told to lay on the table and I do and told what I'm going to see. All I see is UFO like lights and told to focus on the blinking green light. Two stress balls are placed into each of my hands and than the surgeon tells me he's going to place a thing into my eyes to keep me from blinking... ODD feeling. Remember, focus on the green light. I see lights than I don't see lights than I see lights and informed I would smell a burning hair like smell, which was exactly the smell. Now onto the other eye, which is my left. A little more no lights (this is when they're scratching the surface of my eye, gross, right?) I squeezed the stress ball on my left eye, I think because it took a little bit more time. Surgery done.
Back into darkness. My parents soon join me and I get the ok to go home. Holy crap. I can see but I can't see. Its one of the craziest things. I was reading licence plates and I can't do that on a good day with glasses lol!! So a little snack on the way to Stonewall to get my prescriptions and than off to home it was.
I'm laying in my room and the freezing is coming out and I'm like ok this is ok... 15 minutes or so goes by after the initial freezing comes out and Im starting to panic. I feel this excrutiating amount of pain and I can't handle it anymore. I rush out of my room and my mom is on the phone to my brother and she practically hangs up on him as I'm squeezing the door frame going I'm hurting mom, I need those "gold" drops. She's panicking while going through everything and I'm sitting down in a chair, she gives me a drop in my left eye (which was the one that was crazy hurting) and she's like I"m going to be sick. She sits down, goes in the bathroom, comes out sits down again, head down breating heavily, she's like I"m going to faint as I'm sitting there going, its ok mom, its ok.
It didn't take long for mom to call for dad saying she needs her dad, lol. Poor mom. You did it and I"m thankful! That was the worst of it all. Than dad drugged me up and off to bed I go. Yay for drugs, lmao and sweet boyfriends who call to see if I'm ok. Thanks Jordan <3
Oh and my new nickname is "Mushroom" because I get to live in my room, in the dark for the next week. lol.
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