Pajamation

Tonight I finally...

threw out my glasses and contacts that have been staring at me since my surgery. It's an act of closure I've been meaning to exhibit since my first post-op appointment but for purely nostalgic reasons, I haven't. However, as of tonight it is finished! How very bizarre - I've worn glasses or contacts since I was ten years old... this evening is like parting with old friends.

Just went in...

for my one week post op check-up: both eyes are between 20/15 and 20/12. Apparently, I got three out of five letters correct on the 20/12 line. I don't think I could be any more pleased.

Got the drops,...

got the drugs, and now just waiting to go in. I have to turn the phone off now so no more updates until after they're finished. They don't want the phone's frequencies even remotely causing the slightest possibility of interference with the machinery... and I'm not going to argue.

Day of surgery...

and I've arrived on scene. Plan of events are as follows:

-Turn in waiver (sign your eyes away!).
-Pay (they want their money and who can blame them?!).
-Watch a short video about the process.
-Go back to meet the doc, get the valium and numbing drops, and then wait for the name to be called.
-Lie down on the chair and let the lasering begin!.

Not even a full week...

has passed and I'm a bit sick of wearing my glasses. Two weeks left -- oh joy.

Bit of a sad day...

Today is the final day I will ever wear contacts again -- or so I hope. The surgery is planned for December 21 and I don't intend on ever putting little round thingies (technical term) onto my eyeballs anymore. I received my first pair of glasses when I was ten and started wearing contacts when I was thirteen, and while it hasn't been a huge chore, it has been a necessary evil of daily life. Glasses for three weeks straight? I'll figure a way to manage.

Just finished up...

at the eye doctor as I prepare for some LASIK surgery next month. The technology is absolutely fascinating with regards to the intensely accurate topography presented and the details offered from each of the tests and scans. Nervous? Without question. Ready to wake up and not look for contacts or glasses? Um hello?!

Being in the medical, health, and fitness industry...

this image could not be more accurate. And if necessary, I can easily provide you with a LONG list of names!

Want a concrete...

reason to always get a second and possibly even a third opinion with regards to your health? Check this out:

Veterinarians at the University of Pennsylvania's New Bolton Center admitted today to misdiagnosing 2006 Kentucky Derby winner Barbaro, who was euthanized earlier this year. The beloved thoroughbred's X-rays were mixed up with those of a badly mangled quarterhorse named Princess Steve, a hospital spokesman said. "It turns out that Barbaro was on his way to a full recovery," the spokesman added. "Sorry about that."
—USA Today, July 28, 2007 (joke)

But seriously, though this incident is a joke put on by Slate Magazine it is a reminder exactly why everyone should always seek additional opinions when trying to diagnose what may be wrong. I've worked with doctors for a number of years now and they are human, they make mistakes, and they will get get over any ego bruising you inflict by seeking others' thoughts on your condition. I'm sure everyone knows someone who has been misdiagnosed so don't fall prey like Barbaro.

I'm not too thrilled...

with the site design (actually, I'm quite the antithesis of thrilled), but I'm certainly intrigued enough to give floating a shot. I even found a location offering the service a few hours from my house. I've always been fascinated by floating, flying, etc. and this may be a great opportunity to go zero-G-like for 1.5 hours. Chalk one up for the "experience" category. To be continued...