yesterday at 3 pm, i had Lasix surgery. this morning at 9 am, i went to my eye doctor. I already have 20/20 vision, and it's supposed to keep getting better!
when i woke up today, i put on the glasses i've worn every waking moment for years, and i couldn't see a thing. i spent most of the morning reading things -- the small print on my milk carton, the digital numbers on the clock across the room. road signs. i was even allowed to drive to my doctor's this morning.
i can't wear any face or eye make-up for a week, which is liberating. i am, however, wearing bright red lipstick. i can't play tennis or swim, but as i do neither, i'm in good shape (well, as i don't exercise, i'm not literally in good shape.) i do have to sleep with annoying goggles on for the next week, but i'll live.
the surgery wasn't too bad, although i was incredibly nervous beforehand. luckily, they gave me valium, or i really would have jumped off the table. clearly, they're taking things in and out of your eyes and apparently, one of those things is your lens itself. they also do something like create flaps in your cornea. the friend who drove me decided to watch the procedure (i don't know why), and he nearly fainted. after the surgery, i was fine, but the staff worried around him to make sure HE was all right. even today, i can't mention the procedure to him, because he'll get dizzy and need to sit down.
yesterday, i was too nervous to eat. it almost never happens that i have NO appetite AND don't have any desire to eat. i didn't have any food until i woke up from a nap at 9 pm -- not because i was restricting but because i had no interest.
i'm told i'll never have to wear glasses for nearsightedness ever again. wish Lasix could have the same positive effect it had on my compulsive eating tendencies as it did right before the procedure