As with most tales of victory and triumph, there's always an "almost" win. There's always the two steps back. There's always that moment when you feel like the main character is about to have their moment in the sun. (and then you realize there is still an hour left in the movie so something else is definitely going to go wrong.)
Well, folks. it turns out, there's still an hour left in my movie.
Friday's doctor's appointment (that I talked about here,) was about as bad as I was expecting it to be.
I have a recurring corneal erosion. Which basically means, The top layer of my cornea was violently ripped off and my wound looked just as bad as it did on day 1.
(Ok. I have a flair for the dramatic. But I have to make you all feel sorry for me.)
And also, I have to have laser surgery to permanently fix the problem. So there's that.
Now, the actual wound was not as bad as day 1. My vision was something like 20/60, as opposed to 20/4000. (No, I'm actually not being dramatic there.) And I didn't have to have an eye patch.
They did put a contact lens bandage on my eye, but it came out over the weekend. (during my sister's bachelorette party, at that.)
I slept almost all day Sunday.
I took Monday off and slept the whole day. (I woke up around 3, and did some little chores for Brett, because I love him and he takes good care of me.)
And then it was time for my follow-up appointment.
According to my eye doctor, my eye looked "mucho better!"
Needless to say, I was really super excited to hear that!
I go back on Thursday for another follow-up. And hopefully, after that, there will be no more steps back.
Now, I have to prepare myself for an endocrinologist appointment tomorrow morning that is sure to be awful. Did I mention, that over the past couple of months I've been battling my blood sugar levels? ALL OF THE EYE TRAUMA DRAMA!
