Tuesday July 28, 2015 Previous Post:
Loft Mountain Campground Discovery and Big Run: the Short and Long of It
Shenandoah National Park
This morning the clouds are sitting in the cradle of the mountains as we leave Winnona in our site at Loft Mountain and head down to Charlottesville on Monday afternoon so that I can call back the surgery center for my time and so that I can finally start posting the Corbin Cabin Blog.
My time turns out to be just like last week. I’m the last one, at the end of their day, at 2:45. This means I can’t eat anything from midnight Monday night until I get out of the recovery room sometime after 4:00. It also worries me to be the last patient after a long day of perhaps 10 surgeries before me.
Tuesday arrives. It’s the same routine. I know it well now.
We arrive two hours early as before and I’m taking to the room to get the iv and all the drops in my eyes. They wheel me into the operating room where the anesthetist puts the twilight medication in to the iv. I am awake but not really although I can understand everything being said and actually participate in a conversation about retiring early.
Here I wait until they make sure I am stable and then it’s time to leave.
The nurse takes me to the elevator and down to the car and we’re finished. The preparation time is longer than the surgery and the recuperation.
On Wednesday I return for a follow up visit in the morning for the doctor to take off the eye patch and make sure things look ok. Once we leave I take a picture of my two eyes. When I first see this picture I am confused. I think the bruised eye is the one that had just been done but it is not. That is the eye from last week. Possibly because of my complaints about the bruising on my arm at the iv site and the severe bruising of my eye, there is no bruising either place this time. Or perhaps it’s just the luck of the draw.
I’ll have a final report on what I think of this surgery and my decision to go with mono vision after my final doctor’s visit in late August.
When we arrive back in Shenandoah, it is raining and continues all through the day. Not a very friendly “welcome home”.