Hello again...
So, I survived the laser eye surgery... I can hear the gasps of relief sweep through the blogging world... the thought of my patchy and unpredictable ramblings having to be dictated to some hapless intern obviously would horrify the gentlest of hearts...
Let me immeadiately explain, that surviving laser surgery is not in itself an achievement as I believe the last person to come close to death during laser surgery was Sean Connery in that movie, it was a Bond, but I can't remember which one...
Anyway, you get the point - it's not like I had a heart transplantectomy or whatever...
So, my current situation is as follows...
Vision... intermittently fogggy in right eye, like vaseline smeared on your glasses... some double vision... left eye pretty good... In short, I will be able to see pretty well soon - but in the meantime, I must add eye drops with the regularity of a bad actor in a Hallmark movie...
It turns out I had some kind of unique soft cornea / underdevolped ethroetrimesismsiaimas muscle... (some terms may be made up)... this will delay my recovery somewhat...
In the meantime, I'm sporting sunglasses at night and mopping up excess sympathy like it was going out of fashion...
I've said enough for now... Except to remark that this time next week, this whole Christmas lark will be over and all those people rushing up and down Grafton Street today are going to go "what the hell was so important?" - either that or they'll be queuing outside Budget travel to get a fiver off a trip in a crappy overfull jet plane to Craperola or somewhere else in the Canaries...
So, I survived the laser eye surgery... I can hear the gasps of relief sweep through the blogging world... the thought of my patchy and unpredictable ramblings having to be dictated to some hapless intern obviously would horrify the gentlest of hearts...
Let me immeadiately explain, that surviving laser surgery is not in itself an achievement as I believe the last person to come close to death during laser surgery was Sean Connery in that movie, it was a Bond, but I can't remember which one...
Anyway, you get the point - it's not like I had a heart transplantectomy or whatever...
So, my current situation is as follows...
Vision... intermittently fogggy in right eye, like vaseline smeared on your glasses... some double vision... left eye pretty good... In short, I will be able to see pretty well soon - but in the meantime, I must add eye drops with the regularity of a bad actor in a Hallmark movie...
It turns out I had some kind of unique soft cornea / underdevolped ethroetrimesismsiaimas muscle... (some terms may be made up)... this will delay my recovery somewhat...
In the meantime, I'm sporting sunglasses at night and mopping up excess sympathy like it was going out of fashion...
I've said enough for now... Except to remark that this time next week, this whole Christmas lark will be over and all those people rushing up and down Grafton Street today are going to go "what the hell was so important?" - either that or they'll be queuing outside Budget travel to get a fiver off a trip in a crappy overfull jet plane to Craperola or somewhere else in the Canaries...
posted by Conformist No. 1 @ 10:14 p.m.
1 Comments:
At 11:58 p.m.,
Rick O'Shea said…
Goldfinger... Sigh...
Anyhew, the time has finally come when I find out important details in LT's life through his blog and not in the old fashioned ways of phone, text, e-mail or God forbid, in the old fashioned way, face to face :-) Sigh....
R
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