So I have a problem with my eyes. Most of the time, they don't bother me but every two or three years, something happens. My old opthamologist explained it like this: "Imagine a callus growing over your cornea lens. It's hard to see through something like that. We'll take it off and you'll be able to see again."
I found out later that the 'callus' would grow back every few years, so then I get my cornea peeled or scraped or whatever. This time, since we moved, I'm using a new doctor. He looked at my eye and nodded his head and seemed to know what was going on so I felt confident when I went in to get it done. I pretty much expected the same procedure I've been through before.
Not exactly. To begin with, no nerve soothing IV. Just stretch out on the table, get a numbing drop, and we're starting.
I think: Okay. It doesn't hurt. I've been through this before. I'm fine.
And I was. Until in the middle of scraping, he says: "A lot of scar tissue here. An awful lot. I don't know..."
Then he suddenly asks: "And you've been able to see after this procedure was done in the past?"
I say, heart aquiver: "Well, yes. To an extent. With glasses."
He goes back to scraping. Then: "I don't know. You may need a transplant but we'll do what we can."
And I'm thinking: EEEEK! You wait till I'm on the table, then bring this up? Why didn't we talk about this before now? Why didn't you notice all the scarring earlier? Why didn't you take pictures like my old doctor so you'd know exactly where to scrape and peel? What's going on here?"
It may be just me, but it seems I had a harder time recovering than usual. I'm dreading my check-up visit next week.
But it's gotta be done if I want to see. Sigh.