I woke up yesterday morning with my eyes feeling particularly puffy, irritated and glued shut. The more worrying part was that I could see perfectly fine, which if you put two and two together, means that I made a contact lenses rookie mistake which I haven’t made in absolutely years.
I had accidently slept with my contact lenses still in.
Not so good, particularly when considering the fact that my eyeballs would like to breathe while I sleep.
Sigh. Well, at least it’s only a minor inconvenience to deal with – poor Chantelle has such bad neck and back pain at the moment that she was forced to seek out a deep tissue massage over the weekend – only problem is, now it hurts even more, so much so that she missed last night’s class of Tamashii Daiko (Japanese drumming).
Which is a bit of a shame considering that she just started it last week…
I’m jealous. I won’t lie, I’m insanely jealous. My lucky wife now no longer has to fight with contact lenses in the morning, complain as Jessica tries to grab the spectacles off her face for the umpteenth time, and can now simply go for an afternoon nap or dive eyes-open into the sea – without first removing her lenses! In other words, she can see clearly now, without any mechanical aid whatsoever.
On Wednesday she had Photorefractive Keratectomy (PRK) (similar to LASIK) eye surgery at the hands of Bellville-based Dr. Hartog and The Cape Eye Hospital. Although still fairly expensive at R13,000, the operation has come down in price a lot over the years since its adoption over here in South Africa, and seeing as my bonus from last year was just enough to cover the operation, combined with the fact that Chantelle’s eyes had now well and truly rejected contact lenses, we thought it the right thing to have done (instead of our initial plan of installing a dishwasher. Sigh.)
The initial consultation at the beginning of the month indicated that Chantelle was a prime candidate for either PRK or LASIK surgery, though the scheduled operation itself had to be shifted back a bit after the doctor discovered some holes at the back of her eyeballs that had to be lasered closed and allowed to heal first, before the main procedure could take place.
Anyway, after all of that had healed up, the 22nd of February finally rolled in and Chantelle tucked Jessica under her arm and moved back to her parent’s place in Bellville for the next five or six nights, where they could assist her in travelling to and from the hospital (situated near my old high school, namely The Settlers High), as well as look after Jessica for the couple of days directly after the op where Chantelle wouldn’t be able to really tolerate any light, thus rendering her as useful as a baby kitten for the next little while.
Happily, the operation on the day was a success, with about fifteen minutes in total spent for what was a very uncomfortable sensation (and not so great a smell), but with the fantastic result of being able to step out of the offices and immediately see a world sans the blurriness that usually accompanies not wearing eyeglasses or contact lenses! :)
However, her sense of wonder didn’t get too long to be ignited, as it quickly became apparent that even the smallest amount of light currently hurts her eyes, and she is actually in quite a lot of pain thanks to what is technically an open wound, combined with heavy headaches that have pretty much forced her into bed for the moment – sunglasses on and all the curtains drawn closed naturally!
However, despite this little period of recovery that needs to be ridden out, she’s pretty excited for things to get better quickly, because we’ve been told that in a month or so, “Sharp-eyed Chantelle” will be well and truly back in action! ;)
Lucky wifey! :P
Ouchie. Weird annoyance I’m sitting with at the moment. For those of you who know me, you know that I’m not the type to dress up very often – hell, I made my last couple of visits to the attorneys and financial planners in shorts and a t-shirt! So the one thing that I don’t do often is wear shoes – I find them restrictive and annoying and so generally go without them for most part of the day, even kicking them off at work when no one is looking! ;)
But this seems to have also been the root cause of my current pickle!
As I have now mentioned in these very pages, I enjoyed a great long weekend over at my Dad’s place in Pinnacle Point the other day. However, the house is one of those modern places with the painted concrete floors – interesting fact – walking about barefoot on them all day seems to have caused the appearance of two large, identical cracks situated on the balls of my feet, running between the two small toes at the ends of each foot!
These two cracks make it seriously painful to walk around on, and if it wasn’t for Chantelle’s great thinking of placing those awesome “winged” plasters over the bottoms of my feet, I would still be hobbling around with a grimace permanently stuck on my face!
Oh, and if you do have these gigantic craters running down the balls of your feet, allow me to advise you that it is not the best idea to attempt karate practice if you are not all plastered up – tried that on Monday after thinking that they had healed and all that happened was that they opened right up again with all that spinning around! Ouchie.
And while I’m on the subject of karate practice, I was amused to find the cause of the discomfort in my right eye on my return home on Wednesday night after an enjoyable session with Sensei Birgitt and the rest of the dojo.
We had started the evening off with some light kumite for the first 30 minutes or so, and somewhere in between someone must have caught me in the eye with a punch – because when I eventually took my contact lens out of my eye to see what was wrong, I discovered a huge chunk had been ripped clean out of it!
Turns out that a mitt glancing your eye will do enough to drag the lens along with it, tearing it off should any part of the lens decide its going to try and hang tough and cling for its life to your eyeball.
Sigh, and here I was doing so well in managing my contact lens supply up to now…
Aargh! I am so pissed off at this moment. The day really started out great this morning, but it has now deteriorated (rapidly I might add) into a hellhole. First my left eyes contact lens goes the way of the dodo on the way to work, and then after a long walk in the sun up to campus, the bloody vending machine swallows my six bucks. I smacked the thing very hard but then left because I was starting to cause a scene.
And having only this one eye is making me grumpy, I cant see this bloody monitor without squinting and it is only the start of the day!!
Did you know that dry eyes, slightly sharp nails and eyes that don’t want to fully open don’t work so well with contact lenses? The other evening I thought I have ripped my eyeball out whilst removing my contact lens from the left eye. I was struggling to get a grip on it to yank it out, and when I finally lost patience and ripped at it, I only succeeding in tearing half of the lens out of my eye!
I’ve been wearing lenses since April now and it still takes me ages to work with this stuff :(
Finally! Finally I have come up with a more efficient way of inserting these damn contact lenses. Where in the past I would do this by using a mirror, I’ve discovered it is far more easier and I get a far higher insertion success rate by simpy staring at my finger as it approaches in order to poke my eye out.
So instead of trying to watch myself in the mirror, my eye concentrates on watching my finger, meaning I can force it open for longer and also control the eyeball movement better because it isn’t trying to auto focus on an object in a mirror.
Genius I know :) – and yes, I assume this is what everyone else does and have been doing for centuries, but for me it’s a new idea, so there :P
Monday morning I experienced something I haven’t experienced in a very long time. Cape Town has the most glorious winter weather sometimes. The skies are grey and overcast, the wind will lie still and a soft drizzle will permeate the air. Now there is nothing more refreshing than walking in the rain, feeling the water as it runs over your body, cleansing and renewing your very spirit.
Now that I’m wearing contact lenses, the experience has been amplified for me. The added sense of near perfect sight adds a new dimension to this cleansing ritual, something I’ve never truly been able to appreciate before. Before I would have to remove my spectacles and walk half blind towards my destination, having to take extra care to ensure that I don’t stumble along the way. Now it was as if I could just slowly stroll along, taking in everything around me, enjoying every moment of it.
I guess some of the people on campus must have thought me quite crazy, removing my long top and tucking it under my arm to enjoy a leisurely stroll in just my jeans and t-shirt in the falling rain, but to me this was just too perfect for words.
To start the week with a cleansed soul, I certainly couldnt possibly ask for more.