The following week I returned full time. I'm the Director of a local Soup Kitchen. The large area and movement of the volunteers was dizzying! I was fine with sitting down a lot, closing my eyes and trusting that everyone was on track with little guidance. By the next week, I could walk across the room in a straight line without needing a rest break. I seriously wanted a gold medal for that! Picking up 6# cans from the floor was still a job for someone else, but on the whole, I felt much more human.
And now it's time to return to surgery for the right eye. Anxiety over the actual surgery is much less. I know I have many people praying for me, and I am in good hands. I've had frank discussions with my family about what went well the last time and how we can make it better this time. #1 would be for them to not wait for me to ask for help, but to anticipate some needs: Bring me Tylenol every 4 hours, and put the ice on my face every hour. I've cooked ahead so all the husband needs to do is reheat. I hoping to get a bit more rest this time. Dr. warns that I may have worse double vision this time as both eyes learn where they are and how to work together again. Did I ever mention how much I hate spinning rides?
And I look pretty good - why should I go through this all again?? Well, there's this.
While the right eye has receded enough to make me much more comfortable, the left eye is still hanging out there. And because eyes are meant to be a team, if one isn't happy, it tends to make the other guy miserable. Let's get this over with! At least it means I have a very good excuse to stay home in my jammies for two weeks and out of this miserable winter weather. Yesterday brought 9" of snow, today is 14 degrees, and another snow system or two is forecasted for the rest of the week. Hot cocoa and bad TV, here I come!
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