Having Lasik performed on your eyes makes you feel like you always have old contacts on. Sadly, you can’t remove them. You can just moisten them. A lot.
I’m off to moisten and rest my eyes and hope that they feel better tomorrow.
For what it’s worth, the vision thing still rocks my world. I’m just ready to not feel the itchy, stingy, pain in the eyeball business that I’ve been dealing with.
[I know. Baby want a bottle? Yes. A nice Chianti would take the edge off quite well.]
So.
I can see now.
It’s totally weird. There are individual leaves in the trees. Individual pine needles. Roofs are shingled with individual shingles.
Well, duh, Amy!
Yeah, duh, but it’s amazing the things you don’t see when you can’t see. Contacts never gave me this kind of clarity; glasses never even came close.
Because of the irritation, it feels like I’m wearing contacts. Actually, it feels like I’m wearing old contacts. But I juice them up once an hour, either with the general drops or the steroidal drops that I suppose are going to make my eyes look like Arnold Schwartzeneger’s thighs. At night, I put the soupy, thick stuff in and clock out, wearing my goggles that protect me from scratched corneas and the possibility of sex. I can see that, in the long run, the drops are going to get old, but fortunately, most of them are only for a week or two. It seems a small price to pay to be able to read street signs from far away.
In other, non-eye-related news, Harrison sewed his bag today and it looks fan-freakin’-tastic! I’m really proud of the little bugger. I cut the pieces out and pinned them together, and I drew a line for him to stitch along, but he did all the actual stitching. He also helped with a little bit of the pressing, which made me nervous but he handled it really well. We still need to get a strap on it—I’m thinking of checking Hancock’s tomorrow—and he wants to put snaps on it, which I’ve got in my stash. We should be able to get it finished within the next day, which would be beyond awesome. Who needs crinkled up plastic crappy bags for the library when you’ve got your own Indiana Jones satchel that you made yourself?!?
Off to moisten my eyes and hit the sack. There’re going to be swordsmen (and women?) at the library tomorrow and I need to get rested up before dragging the boy over there.
So the lasering went well. I’m already able to see better than I was able to. My eye’s are sore right now and I’m mostly typing this with them closed, opening only to check occasionally when something doesn’t feel “right.” Thank you to all those typing teachers from junior high through high school who drilled home row and qwerty into my brain.
I’m about to put in the last of my five eye drops and head to bed. I napped pretty much from the time I got home until about an hour ago when Robert got me up to discuss my medicine lineup. He’s taken all five of my drops and made me an Excel document that shows all the times I need to put drops in. I truly have the best husband. :)
So off I go. Hopefully, the flap will be more healed tomorrow and I’ll be able to look at stuff for more than five seconds before it gets sore.
Yay for corrective vision!
So.
Tomorrow’s it.
I’m excited about getting my eyes fixed, but I am just a little bit nervous. Honestly, I’m trying to not think about it a whole lot. I’m supposed to be having the “easy” surgery—flaps as opposed to a big eye scab—but I don’t see any way it can’t suck. (Pun definitely intended…) I mean, seeing will be good, but the laser doesn’t excite me. They give you a muscle relaxant beforehand. I wonder if they could give me two.
In other news, Harrison and I got a little bit of work done on his Man Bag today. He helped iron the fabrics we’re using and I got them all cut to size and I got the seams he’s to sew marked for him. I’m figuring we won’t be sewing tomorrow (duh), but maybe by this weekend I’ll be up for it. As soon as we get it done, I’ll write up a tutorial for making one—it’s pretty simple and a great project for a beginner. After that, I hope to get a few things done for myself and then maybe go back to showing him how to sew—probably some shorts or pajama pants or something. Lots of straight seams.
Off to bed and my last night with sucky vision!
Or at least your mental state when contemplating your vision.
One more day with glasses.
I’m excited but I’m also a little bit scared. I mean, I had surgery to get the kids out of my belly, but this is different—this is my eyes. One slip and I won’t be able to see anything. I mean, yeah, they use computers and all that business, but I guess I’m just paranoid.
I’m sure it will be fine. I’ve put off thinking about it too much because I knew that I would do this.
Alas, it’s nothing that a few beers can’t make better. So I’m finding. ;)
So tomorrow in glasses, Wednesday morning in glasses and then no more.
Do they allow beer at the eye surgery place?
Peaceful weekend at Casa Brown. Aside from taking the boy to Lowe’s for Build and Grow, we pretty much did a lot of nothing. Piddled around the house, cleaning a bit, decluttering, etc. Went to the pool yesterday. Today the kids and I hung out while Robert got groceries. Really, nothing of note happened.
And I’m pretty cool with that. This weekend was one of those ‘slice of life’ times where there weren’t big, dramatic things happening, but rather small, not-important-but-actually-very-important things. Harrison played video games. Laura climbed on anything (or anyone) that didn’t move and felt the force of gravity a few times (from a very low height!). Robert is looking at stars right now. I’m cleaning out fabric scraps so that I can finish working in the office/sewing room. All minor things. All important things in defining who we are.
Tomorrow, another slice will be served up, flavored with kisses, hugs, tears, tantrums, and hundreds of other things.
[Incidentally, I’m not sure why I’m all maudlin all of a sudden. I guess it’s that I finally got a break from work—a real break—and I’m finally relaxed enough to start reflecting on things. Whatever. I’m sure I’ll be back to cranky/dorky soon enough. :) ]
Looking at my office, I’m frustrated that it’s in such a mess right now, but I’m kind of excited about how it’s (hopefully!!!) going to end up. After I spent several days last weekend meticulously going through everything on my desk, sorting, organizing, purging and dusting everything my hands touched, I was able to walk away with a completely organized desk. This doesn’t sound like much, but if you’ve ever met me, you know that, as much as I might try to straighten up my clutter act, the desk is kind of a no-win-zone. But it got done, and I was very, very happy with myself.
Flash forward to today. I got the shelf I bought at Ikea put together pretty easily. I mean, it took less than an episode of Sesame Street to get it done. (I had to put something on for Laura to keep her out of my hair while I built it…) But when I moved it into the office to put under my cutting table—the location I’ve been dreaming of for it for months—I found that the legs of the table were just slightly too narrowly placed to allow for my new shelf. Sigh. After much moaning and groaning, I realized that I could unscrew the legs and rescrew them further out in the corners. Grand scheme of things, I think this is going to make just enough room for the shelf to fit.
So, I started this hours ago—I should be done now. Except that we decided to get out of the house for a little bit. Robert was going stir crazy, the kids were going stir crazy. I was the only one who had spent multiple days away from the house so I wasn’t as manic, but I did want to have some fun so I suggested we go to the pool. Harrison had a blast. Laura was, well, not completely unpleased (she liked the splashing after a while, but it took a while to get her calmed down to that point…). Robert and I had fun—we traded out kids from time to time, first me sitting with the girl while he swam around with the boy and then trading, and then trading again, on and on for well over an hour. Getting into the pool was $5 total for the family, which is a bargain for a whole crew of smiles.
I can definitely see taking everyone back for lots of fun this summer. For now, though, I need to get some sleep and then continue working on the table that is still half-legless so I can have my clean office back again.
