I'm Back, Sort Of

Everything seemed to go well with my surgery.  I don't remember most of what happened.  They shot the happy juice in  my IV and I was in twilight.  I remember someone asking me if I had any pain, no, and that they were about halfway through the surgery.  That was strange, because I couldn't see anything.  They'd put a patch over my left eye to protect it, but I couldn't see out of my right eye.  I still haven't figured that out. 


I can't believe I'm posting my picture.  I couldn't use any mousse or gel on my hair, no moisturizer, but I was still okay from last night's application, and no make up, which was not a problem.

I CAN see.  Whatever padding they put over my eye to keep it closed isn't keeping it closed anymore.  I can see the white pad and feel that my eyelid is open.  My glasses are wonky over the patch, but I'm adapting.  I may even try to sew later.  If my glasses are in the right place, I can read my Kindle fine.  Watching TV is good, too.  And no problem eating.  Life is pretty good, considering.  I feel much better about having the surgery.  For the two days before, I didn't know whether to puke or have diarrhea.

John takes the patch off tomorrow to put some drops in several times a day.  The patch stays on until my doctor's appt on Tuesday;  I didn't have to keep my eyes down for 24 hours.  My only restrictions are no bending or lifting anything over 20 pounds, which sounds like a lot.  If I pick up a kitten, I'll have to squat down to do it.  Fortunately, all the babies seem to be doing well without bottle feeding.  Kind of sad, because I do love to bottle feed kittens.

I'll try for kitten pictures tomorrow.