I guess the husband is feeling awfully grateful that I haven't yet packed my bags and fled the country, because he has offered to liquidate some of his savings so that I can have Lasik surgery.
Could I possibly be close to seeing in the shower again? Swimming? Seeing the clock at night?
I go this afternoon for the pre-op appointment and if they determine I am a candidate, I might be spectacle free by the end of the week!
Well, probably next week, but hey, that's still good.
I used to be afraid to have this done. Afraid of going blind. Afraid of side effects. But, damn, I've had three c-sections. I can do this measly little outpatient eye surgery.
And the fact that all of these appointments will be getting me out of the house for large stretches of time is just an added bonus.
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