One thing I am facing pretty soon is the fact that I'm legally blind in one eye and going that way in the other. Not to worry. The eye doc can fix it. All I need to do is get the cataracts removed and I should see about the same as I did before I grew them. Anyway so I have to move in with relatives for a few days after the surgery for convalescing. They do one eye at a time, so they are starting with the blind one.
So when I went to see the doc, all I knew was I couldn't see well at all with one eye, and I thought surely I was going to die...I must have an eye tumor or worse yet, a brain tumor or some kind of deadly eye disease. I kept reading these horror stories of eye eating parasites that live in and feast on the eye. I was pretty worked up, then that same day I saw the doc, I saw an article about all the people who die in Walmart parking lots in a calendar year. I had planned to live a long life, but when the time comes, I sure as hell don't want to die in a Walmart parking lot. Jeez, I'd like to go out more upscale than that when I do go....
But as I was voicing my concerns and my final wishes to the doc, he started laughing at me. He told me I had common, although aggressive, cataracts. I told him I was too young for cataracts, it had to be something else, maybe he should look again. Then he said even BABIES can have cataracts. By this time he was REALLY laughing about my internet research on eye eating parasites because I was half trying to tell him WHY it had to be parasites.
So he said the surgery wasn't a big deal. They don't even put you all the way out when they do it. I asked him, what if you WANT to be all the way out? Evidently, even though he was laughing at me, he was pretty serious I wasn't going to die from cataract surgery, but that I would indeed soon be legally blind in both eyes if I didn't do it. That's so unfair. I don't even get a choice. I thought what if I don't show up, but they already arranged to pick me up at my aunt's house. So it looks like I have to go through with it. And of course, I know it's the right thing to do.
That's why I quit driving after dark. It was too dangerous. So until after the first surgery, I'm hooked up to shore power in a campground, and then I'll stay with my aunt for a couple days when I go in later this month for the surgery. I'm lucky to have relatives nearby.
All of this to say that it's pretty scary when you're an armchair eye doc and you read all the obscure diseases and try to diagnose yourself. The doc had a good laugh, and I grew a few new gray hairs over it.
Have any of you ever had cataract surgery? Is it really not a big deal? I think I'll feel better if others have gone through it and it was as easy as the doc made it sound.
So when I went to see the doc, all I knew was I couldn't see well at all with one eye, and I thought surely I was going to die...I must have an eye tumor or worse yet, a brain tumor or some kind of deadly eye disease. I kept reading these horror stories of eye eating parasites that live in and feast on the eye. I was pretty worked up, then that same day I saw the doc, I saw an article about all the people who die in Walmart parking lots in a calendar year. I had planned to live a long life, but when the time comes, I sure as hell don't want to die in a Walmart parking lot. Jeez, I'd like to go out more upscale than that when I do go....
But as I was voicing my concerns and my final wishes to the doc, he started laughing at me. He told me I had common, although aggressive, cataracts. I told him I was too young for cataracts, it had to be something else, maybe he should look again. Then he said even BABIES can have cataracts. By this time he was REALLY laughing about my internet research on eye eating parasites because I was half trying to tell him WHY it had to be parasites.
So he said the surgery wasn't a big deal. They don't even put you all the way out when they do it. I asked him, what if you WANT to be all the way out? Evidently, even though he was laughing at me, he was pretty serious I wasn't going to die from cataract surgery, but that I would indeed soon be legally blind in both eyes if I didn't do it. That's so unfair. I don't even get a choice. I thought what if I don't show up, but they already arranged to pick me up at my aunt's house. So it looks like I have to go through with it. And of course, I know it's the right thing to do.
That's why I quit driving after dark. It was too dangerous. So until after the first surgery, I'm hooked up to shore power in a campground, and then I'll stay with my aunt for a couple days when I go in later this month for the surgery. I'm lucky to have relatives nearby.
All of this to say that it's pretty scary when you're an armchair eye doc and you read all the obscure diseases and try to diagnose yourself. The doc had a good laugh, and I grew a few new gray hairs over it.
Have any of you ever had cataract surgery? Is it really not a big deal? I think I'll feel better if others have gone through it and it was as easy as the doc made it sound.