April 21, 2008
My adventure begins
Friday morning I get to
the city centre mall and
I have 20 minutes to kill
before my appointed time
so I go for a tea, coffee
was not recommended. So
I'm getting my tea and
while I'm waiting for I
find that my bank card is
at home and not with me.
I go to the clinic and
let them know I'll be
late and run home, 45
minutes I return to the
clinic and most of the
nervous energy is gone.
I sit in one of the large
leather seats and the
smell of chocolate chip
cookies over takes me. I
want to throw up. Why do
they think having plates
of cookies all around
would be a good thing I
just want to take the
plate of cookies in front
of me and throw it across
the room. I think I'm
still nervous. I get
called and they check my
eyes. I wait and I go in
with a speed talker to
pay and get my kit. I
barely understood what
she said the whole time.
I go and wait in the
darkened waiting room.
I'm really starting to
freak out its going to be
soon and I didn't get the
Ativan yet. I wait trying
to not think about what
they are going to do to
my eyes. I'm called to
the pre-op section of the
waiting room, I'm third
in line. They give us
little blue sergical hats
to wear, quite the
fashion statement really.
I'm getting a little
freaked the first person
gets drops, then later in
she goes. The second guy
gets drops and I ask if
Ativan is still and
option. I'm talking to
the speed talker and she
discusses with me the
options. I have coffee
instead as the surgeon
doesn't like to have
people on it unless
absolutely needed. I
start to calm down after
the coffee, then the door
opens and the tall blonde
surgeon says its my turn.
I get up and go to my
doom.
Dr. Leger is very
friendly and confident, I
start to feel a little
more relaxed. He does a
quick check of my eyes
and I go to the operating
table. I lay down and
they give me squeezie
balls to hold onto. The
put more freezing in. I
think I'm OK, then it
starts. They cover one
eye and put in the
instrument to hold open
my other eye. It was an
uncomfortable moment then
looking at red laser
light and everything goes
black I squeeze the balls
as hard as I can. They
start to "Fry" and the
clicking of the laser and
smell is hard to take. It
smelled like burnt fish.
The clicking like a noise
from science fiction, a
loud hum and clicking
like a tazer at the same
time. After they finished
the first eye I wanted to
run. And the doctor asks
"Now that wasn't so bad
was it?" I just wanted to
get it over with, not
have some doctor make
small talk. Yes it was
that bad and please stop
now. I tell him "Sure",
he replies "Now you know
what to expect we'll do
the other eye." I want to
run. I pull myself
together. You can do this
it's just another few
minutes. They do the
other eye. It was worse
the second time, the
smell and the sound I
don’t think I can take
it, I just squeeze the
balls and try not to
think about it. He
finishes and I sit up. I
look at the clock and I
see the numbers on the
clock. I couldn't tell
you what time it was all
I remember is seeing the
big 12 clear as it could
be only moments after
surgery. The surgeon
checks my eyes,
everything looks good.
I go the dark corner of
the waiting room, I have
to put drops in every 15
minutes while I wait for
a check in 45 minutes and
then I can go. I call my
mother and let her know
I’ll be ready to go in an
hour.
I get the check and I am
free to go. I get my
prescription and the my
mom takes me to her
house. The worst car ride
of my life. The freezing
is coming out and it
feels like razor blades
in my eye balls. I have
to cover my eyes, even
with dark glasses on, as
little bit of light is a
searing pain. We get to
her house and she closes
all the blinds and I put
in the drops to ease the
pain. Then I have to put
in drops every half hour
for 4 hours so sleep was
not restful but all I
wanted to do was keep my
eyes closed. By 5pm its
not so bad and I actually
wanted to be up and
around, the light
sensitivity was gone.
After a somewhat good
night sleep the pain is
gone. All in all totally
worth everything as I can
see better than I did
when I had glasses. Its
just getting used to not
wearing glasses.
If I have regression and
need a redo -- drugs will
be taken!!!