LASIK: Second Time's a Charm

While I may have felt faint when the doctor drew on my eyeball with a marker and I tried to pretend I didn't know when he was loosening my corneal flap, my second LASIK surgery went spectacular.

Cue "Hallelujah Chorus."

Since Valium made me anything but calm during the first surgery, I went in cold turkey, no meds this go around. AND IT WAS SO MUCH BETTER. The surgery itself was quicker and less involved. Yay.

For the first four hours or so, I had more severe pain than the previous procedure; but by evening, my eye was feeling much improved. Draining was much less; the blurriness nearly gone; and my vision . . . like a miracle. Overall, the recovery lasted a nanosecond compared to the first surgery. Can you tell I am relieved?

(Am I brave or crazy or what for putting this pic out there?)

The next morning at my appointment, I actually read 20/15. Me? Blind-as-a-bat-since-third-grade Emily read 20/15. Unbelievable.

So now I am just living it up with three different eye drops four times a day. No water in my face. No scuba diving (as if) for two weeks. No mascara (run and hide) until tomorrow. And no rubbing my eye for one month (tricky).

Thanks for your prayers, encouraging wishes, and offers for help. After this Thursday's appointment, I can finally yell from the rooftop, that my eye saga is over.