The Surgery That Wasn’t
The doctor placed the gel-filled contact (an opaque device, with the exception of a tiny pinhole) against my eye. Through that tiny pinhole all I could see was bright light.
“You’ll feel a slight pinging sensation, but I’ll warn you when I begin.”
My mouth was hanging open as I was trying real hard to concentrate. “Shut your mouth” I told myself but myself wouldn’t listen.
“Just look slightly to the left. Good, all done” she said as she pulled the contact away from my eye.
“Really, that’s it?” I asked. “Yep, you’re all done, all I have to do now is wash the gel out your eye then you’re good to go.”
It took all of 60 seconds, if that long, for the entire procedure. She never did warn me and the pinging sensation was like that of a soft pluck against the head except it was inside the eye and it didn’t hurt at all.
All the nervous anxiety was for naught and seriously I’m having a hard time referring to the YAG laser as surgery. I have to admit though for a heartbeat when the doctor was washing out my eye I didn’t think it worked because there was this black obstruction but it quickly faded and all that was left were the floaters.
Immediately after the gel from the contact was washed out of my eye I could once again see my phone – YAY.
The very first thing I did after my son picked me up was go through my phone to see the pictures I took a few days prior. And there they were in all their glory – the beautiful, golden trees of Autumn.
Even though chances are I will never fully regain my sight (who knows miracles do happen) I am so extremely grateful to have the vision that I have now and I hope I won’t ever take it for granted. Thank you all for your prayers and kind words of encouragement. ~Steph