Lasik, One Year Later

I had Lasik surgery a year ago this week (well, more specifically, my procedure was PRK — but Lasik is the more well known term).

What do I remember most about the surgery? The aftermath was a lot worse than the procedure itself, which only took about ten minutes. PRK is less invasive than Lasik because they don’t cut your eyeballs open, but because they shave your cornea into the correct shape, the healing time takes longer. I had it done on a Saturday and expected to be out of work for a few days the following week — I ended up being out the entire week because I couldn’t see well enough to drive (or do much of anything else, for that matter).

I spent the week following my surgery at home, barely able to see — I wore sunglasses inside even with the blinds closed on the windows; I wasn’t able to get on the computer or read a book because my vision was too blurry. I slept a lot, and sometimes I talked on the phone to keep the boredom at bay. Luckily I had someone who drove me to my follow-up appointments, since there was no way I would’ve been able to get there myself.

Was all the pain worth it? Hell, yes. Being able to see clearly as soon as I wake up, without having to reach for my glasses? Priceless. Not having to deal with the dryness and discomfort of contact lenses? It’s truly been a godsend.

I purchased the warranty on the procedure as well; you pay a couple extra hundred dollars and if your vision ever needs correction, they’ll cover the cost of another surgery. In order to keep the warranty active, you have to have an eye exam every year.

On a slightly related/unrelated note: my back was hurting the other night, so I went to the hall closet looking for a bottle of Ibuprofen. I couldn’t find the Ibuprofen, but I did find a bottle of Oxycodone (generic for Percocet), so I took one of those instead.

Here is where I give an example of my self-admitted bad memory: it took me at least 10 minutes to remember why this medicine had been prescribed to me. Had I hurt myself? It couldn’t be! I haven’t been to a doctor for anything other than routine check-ups in at least 6-7 years. It had my first Alexandria home address on the bottle, so I knew I must have been prescribed in the past year-and-a-half. That’s when I finally remembered…it was from my eye surgery last year. Sometimes my bad memory is worrisome.

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