Yesterday I had cataract surgery on my left eye. I had no fear of the surgical procedure but I was anxious about the outcome. Due to complications from Radial Keratotomy (twice) on my eyes before laser surgery had been approved, there was scarring which made one of the most common surgeries with one of the highest success rates a bit more challenging in my case. The 24 hours when I couldn't see with my left eye patched included a 12 hour period when I had to keep my right eye closed. Not way I could remember to do the latter so Mike taped a patch over it and kept asking, "Are you keeping your eyes closed?" Yes, yes, yes, yes.
Early this morning Dr. Fowler at the Kittner Eye Center at UNC Hospital was extremely pleased with the appearance post-op of my left eye. What a relief! Within the next several weeks I'll have the same procedure on my right eye which also has said scarring. I'll have some anxiety, but nothing like this first time.
The next major eye anxiety, as far as I can predict, will be sometime in the not too distant future when I'll be having corneal transplants as a result of the worsening of an eye condition called Fuch's endometrial dystrophy.
Lying in bed for two days either dozing, daydreaming, or listening to Greg Mortenson and David Oliver Relin's Three Cups of Tea, I know the answer. Seeing is more important to me than hearing. (My eyes are strained from writing this but my discharge summary said it was okay to use the computer. I push the envelope in many situations but when it comes to my health I'm medically compliant.)








