Archive for January 25th, 2012
I just got up and had a bit of supper after sleeping most of the day, in my reclining chair with Megs on my lap or in bed with Megs on my hip. The Wife got my sulfa pills from the pharmacy, and I took one of those before going back to sleep (around 4:00 pm. here—it’s now 7:00), and she also put the drops in my eyes. When she did, she said my eye already looked much better: more like an eye and less like a rotten turnip. (My phrasing, not hers.) The sulfa is supposed to help the swelling, which was caused by the doctors need to spend extra time digging around in my eye to remove a (benign) growth: he said that caused the cornea to swell, which is why I was blind that eye (the left) most of the day.
I see the doctor tomorrow morning at 8:30 a.m. for brief check up, but now I can make out my computer screen with the left eye and see the blue bar and that there is text. So this is big improvement from morning, when all I could do was recognize light and dark. So I’m postponing Googling for eye-patches. (Anyone else old enough to remember the The Man in the Hathaway Shirt ads with the debonair guy wearing a black eye patch—right eye in his case as I recall… yes, right eye.
I’ve spent most of the day sleeping and hope to do the same tonight. Things last time righted themselves fairly quickly, so I’m hoping to see much progress by end of week.
Do your “avoid cataract” exercises religiously. Whatever they are.
On a side note: Weber Razors is now completely out of stock, apparently due in part to my Sharpologist article. 🙂 I received an email—apparently he had seen the article—and he said that the initial production run had been small, to test the market, and now they’ve re-ordered and should have the razors back in stock in a couple of weeks.
May be light blogging tomorrow—depends on the eye. Glad the first operation was easy so that I sailed into this pretty care-free. Had this one bee first, I’d have been beside myself before the second—and this one, of course, is now over. All’s well if it ends well.
Shaving note: I forgot to set alarm (we had to leave for surgery center at 6:10 a.m. this morning) and The Wife called to let me know she was about to pick me up—and I was totally, soundly asleep: shower, shave (two passes only, I’ll admit), dressed and ready to go in 9 minutes. No nicks. Horsehair brush, Slant Bar, Martin de Candre soap, Primalan aftersnave.