Under the light

So, I had LASIK surgery two weeks ago. I'd been wanting to have it done for years, but for one reason or another (money, pregnancy, the fear of having my eyes gouged out) I had procrastinated. Then, a few months ago, I had called our new eye insurance company about getting a reimbursement for my new glasses. While on the phone with me, they mentioned that they partially covered LASIK, and asked me if I wanted them to send me some information about which places they covered.

I picked a place and made an appointment for my free consultation. I was told that because my eyesight wasn't terrible, and because my eyes were healthy and the "right" shape, I was a candidate for the "all laser" LASIK (as opposed to the one where they use a blade to cut the eye) and asked if I wanted to schedule a time for surgery.

I didn't. My decision was mostly based upon money and the fear of having my eyes gouged out (can't claim pregnancy now), and so I told them I'd think about it.

I had no intention of going back. That stuff scared me. I'm not normally afraid of medical procedures, but elective ones dealing with my EYES? That's freaky!

But they kept calling me. Each time they called, the price got lower and lower. Finally, in a moment of weakness, I said "YES!" and scheduled an appointment. They'd lowered the price over 50% (there went my money excuse - and I couldn't let the fear of having my eyes gouged out be the only thing keeping me from perfect vision).

SO, I went under the knife (light??) a couple of Fridays ago, and to make a long story short, lets just say that I had a tinsy, tiny, anxiety attack in the middle of the procedure. They had given me a vallum, but only a few minutes before (I don't think it kicked in until it was all over - I did at least feel good afterward). I also could feel in one of my eyes - it was partially numb, but not completely. I still have enough feeling in that eye to know and FEEL everything that was going on. And when my vision went black and then I SMELLED my eyes burning, I freaked out. I tried to take deep breaths and remind myself that it would be over quickly, and I was going to be alright.

And I was. By my follow-up appointment the next morning, my vision was 20/15, and it has only gotten better since then. I love being able to see - I don't miss my glasses one bit. For Mother's Day, my husband got me a nice pair of sunglasses - my first ever.

My eyes have been pretty bruised (but I bruise easily anyway, so that isn't a big surprise). But that has been the only side-effect. Otherwise, its been perfect.