This summer my vision had deteriorated sharply, and when I reluctantly made a trip to the eye doctor, I was relieved to find that the blurred, yellow vision that I was experiencing was the result of cataracts.
On Wednesday before Christmas, I had the first one removed, and a new, prescription lens inserted into my eye. The surgery was fast, relatively painless, and by the next day, I was amazed at the vision improvement. I walked around for a week covering one eye and then the other, amazed how clear the "new" eye was, and how the "old" eye looked like I was looking through really smudged yellow sunglasses.
Two days ago, one week after the first surgery, I had the second eye done. I thanked the opthamologist yesterday and told him that he had given me the second greatest Christmas present I had ever received. "What was the best one," he asked, "a boat?"
"No," I told him, "The greatest was the First Christmas gift, the Christ!"
I told him that I didn't know if the surgery made such a dramatic difference to everyone as it had to me, but thanked him. He smiled as he told me he enjoys working on Thursdays (the day after his surgeries when everyone comes back to get their eyes checked)
After the original consultation with the Dr., I chose to put in two monofocal distance lens. He said they were not as inclined to glare on the water as some others, a high priority in my book. That means I'll wear reading glasses for close-up focus, and the rest of the time, I'm happy to report, that I am seeing well without further prescription glasses. I bought the first pair of non-prescription polarized sunglasses today that I've bought in a LONG time.
I always enjoy colors in flowers, sea, and sky, and it is fun to have them so bright and spectacular again!
By the way, mom and dad, the wetsuit when I was 13 ranks #3!
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