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Reposting my Lasik story:
I've had Lasik done, over 15 years ago. The best surgery ever! I still look around in amazement sometimes. Though, it wasn't without its pitfalls. Here's my horror story:
One of the bonuses of pre-surgery is they give you a Valium. I'm happily zoning out in the waiting room when the nurse comes to get me. We go to a dark room and she makes me lie back on a reclining chair. She puts a drop of numbing solution in my right eye (it's that same yellow stuff they put in your eye when you have a glaucoma pressure test). Then she prepares to put a drop in my left eye. For some reason, she takes much longer to do this. I've got my eye wide open, waiting, waiting. Then, just when she squeezes out the drop, I blink. I feel the drop splash against my lashes. Some got in my eye, I think. It had to. I mean, they probably use a lot stronger numbing solution than they even need to, right? Why wouldn't they? It's eye surgery after all. These are my thoughts in my Valium haze. Meanwhile, the nurse is standing at the office door telling me it's time for surgery. I get up and follow, mentioning nothing about the errant drop.
Surgery ensues. They hold your eyes open with clamps right out of A Clockwork Orange and a special saw slices open your cornea (bzzt-bzzt-bzzt), which they flip back and use a laser on the interior to change its shape and how it focuses (pop-pop-pop). Right eye, fine. When they start on my left eye, I CAN FEEL THE SAW CUTTING MY EYE OPEN! Perhaps the doctor noticed my hands clenching the armrests, as he asks me if everything is all right. Well, the saw was really fast, and my eye has already been cut, so I tell him it's fine. Proceed to laser. I CAN FEEL THE LASER BURNING INTO MY EYE! Oh, and later it feels like there's grains of sand in your eye and you want to claw them out. Good times.
Again, I would do it all over with no hesitation. I had 20/10 vision for years, and it's only as I've gotten older that I need reading glasses, which eye surgery can't help.
