It was another Friday, four weeks from heading to SFVA and having my left eye freed of its cataract. This time, my right eye …. my dominant eye and a lot more anxiety on my part. At really dark and early, we made the same choice as last time, better to head over early and wait in the car for check in time as spending the same or more time sitting in the madhouse that is the Bay Bridge Toll Plaza. Trust me on this one.
Last time my position on the case list was second. This time it was allegedly third with a report time given to me as 0930 (and 0830 on the website). So I figured going with the earlier time was safer. Check in turned out to be closer to 0930, but I didn’t arrive in the OR (operating room in American, Operating Theatre in British) till about 1100 and I escaped from the Recovery Room about 90 minutes later. Or was it later than that? The time is pretty blurry. I do have a lot more memory from the surgery this time than last. including the conversations between my doc and the supervising staff member.
George got me home, made sure I had some food at the appropriate times and I crashed.
Rather than provide you a photo of haggard old lady with eye patch – please meet a couple of the stuffies hard at work.
Glad all has gone well. Hope those animals are taking good care of you!
Glad you got it done. Looking forward (sort of/not really) to when mine get done and over with. Thank you, George.
Not exactly something I was looking forward to – except to have it over…