If you remember back in December, I had cataract removal surgery on both of my eyes. The first one was a bit of a deal, as I was hacking pretty much as I am now. The second one wasn’t quite as bad.
Tomorrow, ugh, I have to go back for a quick laser procedure to straighten out my lenses that are implanted. Evidently they shoot the laser in the eye to help clarify you reading small print. I am having the right eye done tomorrow and the left one in two weeks.
If you have any prayers or good karma to work on, please send some up so my coughing will get lost for an hour or two tomorrow.
My first surgery for the cataract was December 5th, on the right eye. Everything has gone pretty well.I’ve been taking my drops as prescribed, dealing with my acute bronchitis medications to prove that I can walk and chew gum at the same time. Tomorrow, I am going to the eye surgeons office and getting measurements for the implant for the cataract replacement lens coming in,God willing, on this Tuesday.
In the meanwhile, I am having nightmares about coughing again in the operating room. Although as I have taken medicine and drank enough water, tea, and juice, to loosen enough phlegm there should be none left.The fact that the surgeon had to sternly tell me he needed me to hold my head still for five minutes has lodged itself in my brain. I sure as heck hope there is no repeat performance this time.
I have taken Kasia out once or twice, stayed pretty much house bound, and done everything I should have.Oh yeah, and I am going crazy.
Asking for good karma, and prayers for Tuesday. It’s deeply appreciated.
It has been a hard weekend for me.
I miss school already: wondering WHY my school teacher buddies didn’t give me a heads up on this? In the meanwhile,I’ve decided to get my coughing to Olympic caliber and my sinuses are following the route.
Tomorrow is Father’s Day.My Dad passed away on August 24,1998.
What can I say? At 56 I shouldn’t feel quite so bad but I do.Hopefully, I will shake it off with the girls.They have been quite generous with their love this afternoon, and I am so blessed. Tomorrow will be a little better of a day.
We are on our way back from Undisclosed west. We spent the holiday with our friends Juls and Tim, and despite my cough/ hack coming back, things were fun. It was a vacation for us all & we had fun.
Home in 100 miles, then unpacking, hot shower and bed.
Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like home!
Thanks to environmental factors, spring has been non-existent this year, which has been something par for the course.Add insult to injury, both here and at Undisclosed, both streets are torn up thanks to water main work.
This translates into the taste of dirt mixing with heavy pollen in my mouth and nose every time I go out with the girls. I know: really attractive, right? Pollen and allergies are working overtime, so if you didn’t sound like you were coughing your lungs out, well, you do now!
Recently it got a little cooler, and Mother Nature treated to some pretty floral sights. Thanks, Old Girl… Appreciate it!