flyonwall

so.. i had eye surgery yesterday.. and i'm trying really hard not to throw a pity party for myself..

my eye feels fittingly, like somone took a hard poke at it.. it hurts..but not really.. just kind of that dull ache like what happens if you have your eye closed and it poked really hard.. and i can barely see out of it.. like.. i can make out the basics of someone's face, a dark blur for eyes, a blur for a mouth, etc..

and i have a cool (ie: annoying as fuck) plastic disc to tape to my face every night when i go to bed for the next couple weeks..

one highlight of the surgery yesterday, i had a good laugh at least.. when they wheeled me in on the bed to the operating theatre, the anestheoligist (or however that's properly spelt, i can't be bothered to look it up) had a doors album cranked.. the song ended.. the next song started.. i couldn't help but start to laugh.. He stopped what he was doing and gave me a puzzled look. I pointed up "Hopefully this isn't an omen"

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

so now i'm home for a couple days, not quite confined to bed rest.. i can walk.. and sit and stand and that's about all.. can't run, not supposed to lift anything more than 10lbs, hell.. i'm not even supposed to bend over.. and.. i can't really shrug these instructions off.. today at the follow-up appointment.. the dr's exact words "This is somewhat a worst case scenario but for example, if you were bent over coughing and had to say, vomit, your eye could fill with blood and blind you"

isn't life/fate grand?

for those that are curious. . .


this is what they did to me yesterday