I have been curious since surgery. I found myself heading down the scientific history trail. I’m sure as most medical discoveries, there had been errors and trials
But think for a moment having cataract surgery before the American Revolution. Even if Clair Frazer did the operation, lack of good anesthetic and machines to help guide her hands, it would be terrifying.
My grandfather had the operation in the 1970s. The silicone tacos weren’t used yet. He had to put in contacts every day. He was in his 90s.
Toes done. CinDWood 1/4″ fine-gauge, 56 peg. Socks for a friend.
Toes done, again. The sock on the right was how far along I’d gotten when I saw it was time to frog the whole mess. So I’ve started a new pair. This is the ‘His’ of KB His or Hers sock loom. This is a charity pair.
The Tea Dragon is nearly done. Probably, tomorrow I’ll place the last diamonds.
I’ve done Morning Pages two days in a row. Of all the finished or near finished projects, the 6 pages are what I’m most proud of. It is hard to do them.
Five more days until this NaNo goal is reached.
Junowrimo will get the next part of my autobiography.
Last night was another beautiful sunset.
Still cold, windy and rainy. But the sky is gorgeous!
The eyes keep getting better though the bruises and swelling make it look like I was in a brawl.
I’m still recuperating, not so much from the surgery but so many long trips on so little sleep. My husband noticed I don’t wear glasses while knitting or diamond painting. I still haven’t been brave enough to play piano or recorder for fear of not seeing the music properly.
I’m back to doing Morning Pages and working through both Artist Way and It’s Never Too Late by Julia Cameron.
My Life is still progressing. Five more days in May to meet my goal. I think it’s doable.
Lots getting done. Lots of writing. Still need to rest my eyes a lot while marveling over this miracle.
Linda G. Hill says: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “clear.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy! Follow the link above to learn how to play!
“Clear!” The Hollywood doctor yells as the body on the table jumps. Clearly, acting is taking place. Often they hit that defibrillator several times, and, hopefully, the pretend patient is saved. The music plays dramatically, and you sit on the edge of your seat. Then, whew, the physician drops the paddles and sighs.
Seeing the screen clearly now, I can read what the actors are saying. I can’t stop talking about how great it is to have a bright shiny new eye where a poor blind orb used to be. Heck, I am back to writing this blog on my laptop. I can actually see the screen better without glasses than with. My brain is trying to catch up with the new input. I’d love to see how all that works. If an older person needs to keep making new connections to keep their brain healthy, having cataract surgery has to help keep the person young.
Meanwhile, I haven’t stopped with my knitting or diamond painting.
Scrappy socks
nearly halfway done
Oh! And though there have been days I couldn’t see well enough to write, I still have managed to get back on track with My Life which will have another title, like maybe Chicken Dumpling Soup or Moving. Anyway, heres where I am:
yWriter7 tells me if I write about 900 words a day I will be able to hit my 20k goal on the 31st.
Monday morning we leave at 7AM to go get my right eye decataracted (that can’t be a word!) Tuesday morning we leave at 5AM for my recheck at 7:20AM. I’m not a morning person. Never have been. But for this I will manage. Because by Tuesday everything will be clear.
Long drive day. Last left eye recheck. Guess what? After legally blind it is 20/20. I still need to train my brain and get the right eye surged (that isn’t a word is it?) Then we correct what we can with glasses.
Socks done. Now the hard part, getting them in the mail.Dragon nearly growling off the page!
Not as much done on the writing. Pretty tired from stress, long drives, actual surgery, so I mostly vegged
Scrappy socks for charity.
Reading. I’m having to learn to track, or figure out which glasses help best. And I won’t know for a month. So Audible and Text-to-speech is still my friends. BUT, standing in front of the mirror winking first right eye then left eye, the surprise is that my left eye sees my reflection better than the old favorite my right eye.
My new big E. At first I couldn’t see the numbers with my left eye. Well, before surgery it was a blotch on the wall. It’s about 10 feet from my recliner. My ‘good’ eye, the right still sees it, even the second hand. But gradually poor weak but refurbished left eye sees the numbers now. YAY! This is quite the adventure!
Here’s looking at me. I saw my image in the mirror with my left eye. This used to be a blur!
We got up at 3:30 and 4:30 respectively. Chris can do an early rising. Not me. I’ve been a mess all day. But a happy one.
My appointment was at 7:30. We got there early and we’re home by 10:30. I’ve had two naps and counting.
But the day after recheck proved the surgery successful. I thought I was still seeing nothing but blur. And I expected nothing more or less. The doctor had warned me that mine was the worst cataract she’d ever seen. So she expects a slow recovery.
The assistant put up the eye chart. Last time I saw one with the left eye, even the largest E was a black blur on white. I could only see blotches of colors. Pretty but not meaningful.
Today I read the big E. Then she put up smaller font. I could read the top row. Then she handed me a holey thing to look through and by moving my eye around I found holes that helped me read the rest of the rows. That was exciting!!!!!
So my day, when awake, has been me winking to see what I can see now. Some words on the television, hands on the clock. The numbers are getting clearer as the day wears on.
What a great adventure for this tired lady! It’s like a slow Christmas!
I have another recheck a week from Thursday. Then the right eye gets done on the 24th.
So many 5 hour drives and not a beach in sight. But the view was beautiful for December, not mid-May.
Lots of black ice.
Our driver was careful. The trip was tiring but not as painful as it used to be.
Working on my series: Haven.
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Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
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I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
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