LASIK

The surgery itself was not as scary as I had convinced myself it would be.
Saturday I went along with Glenn to hold my hand. I’d already been to the The Eye Clinic for my initial consultation a fortnight ago so this was the real deal. The consultation with the surgeon and the operation.
To say I was nervous was an understatement – thankfully though we were distracted by the other people waiting surgery and the rather cute receptionist.
In fact it was all I could do not to drool when I was finalising some of my details.
They took another scan of my eyes – like a topographical map of the peaks and troughs. It looked kind of cool – I’ve asked for a copy so I can scan it in 🙂

After a few coffees and a chat with the surgeon it was time to go through to the laser suite and be kitted out for the operation. I was shaking by this point wondering if this was all a good idea.
Thankfully the staff are obviously used to this and they calmed me right down – joking and taking my mind of the impending operation.
When I went into the theatre I was suprised how many people were involved – people working the laser others working the microkeratome [it’s a can opener basically which creates the corneal flap].
It was all over very very quickly although they assure me I was in there for 20 minutes. It was uncomfortable but certainly not painful. I would rather go through that again than have a filling at the dentist.
I was scared to open my eyes afterwards you know in case anything fell out of my eye – thankfully though it all worked perfectly.
After a sit down to calm my nerves it was in a cab back home. It was all over.

I slept most of the day and night and then headed back with David to the clinic for my initial check up – the result were good – no redness and 20:20 vision in my right eye and better than 20:20 in my left. No irritaion and It felt fantastic to be able to see clearly without aid.
So that’s it all over – another few check ups along the way – the first on friday – just to make sure everything is healing as well as it should and some drops to lkeep my eyes moist for a while.
I am relieved and happy and can’t wait to go on holiday and be able to wear regular sunglasses :o)

clarity

Disturbingly whilst trying to describe why I have no ambition at work this evening a number of facts fell into place.
I really don’t need anything. I am happy in my job role – not always but generally. I have a supportive team and good working friendships and relationships.
I have my health. Somewhere to live and enough money to treat myself mostly when I want. I have a fantastic groups of friends who like me for who I am and I love them for who they are.
I won’t say I have everything I want , but need an want are very subjectively different.
If I manage to survive the weekend with my health I’ll continue to be happy.
So for now I have no plans to change jobs – nothing glizty or high profile required for me. No long meaningless job title. I want more money – but you know I am greedy by nature. I think to be honest we all are.
Anyways I thought I would set the record straight after arguing in thepub tonight. Although I obviously can;t set the record straight about breasts. Less said about that the better I think.
Oh and …

Earlsfield SW18, Courgettes & Bert is evil ;)

I like Earlsfield – I especially like visiting now Jacs has moved there. It’s a nice area and so yesterday on my way for dinner I popped into a few Estate Agents along the way and sussed out the prices of a few places. Not quite as unaffoirdable as I thought three years ago. Still a tad poricey though I think when it’s just me buying it. Still if we don’t have dreams.
Courgettes – that’s the main staple at Jacs and Helen’s recently by all accounts. Urban vegetable subsistence gardening it isn’t but food straight out your garden is great. Unfortunately it’s feast or famine with the blighters. Andrew and I used to have the same problem with swiss chard, tomatoes, pears and numerous other vegetable staples. We’d end up making chutney and strudels and pickling and preserving. I almost felt like I was an extra in the good life!
So when Sinead arrived there were five of us for dinner including Fiona too. Sinead I later discovereed plays tennis with one of the three most important women in my company. I may take up tennis so I can casually ask for that pay rise 😉
During the course of the meal [and a few glasses of bubbly later] Bert the resident cat decided to pay me attention. I love cats but unfortunately am very allergic to them. So last night I spent most of the evning wheezing when I should have been sleeping. I must remember to take my antihistamine next time.

I missed Six Feet Under starting on E4 – thank the lord for second chance sunday is all I can say :o)