Country Rican

Me in my plastic shield  On Friday the 17th of December I woke up and had no need to put on glasses.  I sat up, took the shield off my left eye, and looked around the room.  I was amazed at how well I could see.  My eye was still dilated so it was by no means crystal clear, but it was so much better than it ever was.  I got out of bed and felt like a baby fawn, no joke. It was 35 years to the day from the day I got my first contact lenses. I told my surgeon about that and he asked me how on earth could I remember that. "Simple, it changed my life". He said "I guess so". It is amazing to me how even those who fix eyes for a living still don't get it.  Wouldn't you remember the first day you were able to see without glasses? Wear sunglasses? Run and exercise carefree? The day before I had gone back to get the surgery done.  I wore the same outfit because I am superstitious, Michael says I am a baseball player at heart.  I was anxious, but a lot less...

 Well, I had the eye surgery.  It has been a wild ride and even though it has only been a week it is hard for me to explain all that has happened in the last 8 days, There has been all kinds of excitement in my house.  For starters, the night before surgery my parents came from Puerto Rico.  We saw them this summer, but my mom had not travelled since 2017 (pre Maria) and my dad...well, since 1992.  That's right.  My dad has not gotten on a plane in almost 30 years.  It is and was a pretty big deal. It is hard for me to wrap my head around the technology folks.  I mean, seriously.  I have worn glasses since I was 2 years old.  Over 4 decades and I am the blindest person I know.  I have lived (and seen eye doctors) in New York, Puerto Rico, Georgia, Texas, and Germany.  Every time I visited a new doctors I have been met with "Oooos" and "Ahhhhs" because of the nature of my myopia.  The time, the money, the tests, the years o...

 How has your year been?  Let me tell you about mine.  The last blog post I published was about an eye surgery that I was supposed to have December 3rd and 17th...see here:  https://countryrican.blogspot.com/2020/11/december-17th.html If you read the blog you will see I was concerned with the surgery not happening because of COVID and the medical system. It never once occurred to me that it would not happen because I would get COVID! Yet, that is what happened.  On November 28th I tested positive for COVID 19. It was brutal.  I was sick for weeks. I called the surgeon and they said "let's postpone for 2 weeks." Two weeks later we did again.  And two weeks later we did it again.  My health was fine by mid January, but I had some long haul COVID symptoms that made me uneasy.   The main issue was my heart rate.  It seemed to be fine but would unexp ectedly shoot up for no reason.  Or even when it had a reason (like exercise) it wo...