My retina is in fact more than torn; it's actually detached...again...and this time I will be getting the full surgery plus a scleral buckle, most likely in the next 2-3 days. The good news is that I should be able to write and do various tasks while recovering; the bad news is that they don't expect to recover that much vision in that eye. As you can probably imagine, I've been trying to come to terms with that ever since, not to mention wrapping my head around the general anxiety of having surgery in general.
It's apparently not that common to have a detachment twice in the same eye. Again, this is where my "luck" comes in...I mean, it's phenomenal how many types of bad luck I can have. The thing that really concerns me is that it's still very likely that I might have a detachment in my "good" eye, and if that one goes too, well, I'm pretty much f***ed. Again, trying to wrap my head around this which admittedly hasn't been easy.
For now, I need to get the surgery scheduled, get through that, and then start the road to recovery. What's really disconcerting is that I'll have no vision in the eye undergoing surgery while the gas is in there, and it'll most likely take up to 6-8 weeks before I actually know what vision I do have in that eye. In the meantime, I can function in whatever manner I can with only one functioning eye, that is after I lay face flat for at least 5 days straight. Yep, sounds great, huh? This was definitely the worst birthday I've ever had and, trust me, most have been no picnic.
That's the news. Since I probably won't have much else to do, I may actually end up writing here often. Funny - I branched off my blogs intentionally so that I could write more comedic elements in this column. Go figure. Maybe someday.
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