I know, I know, it's only been four days, but - - geez! - - my eyes are not playing nicely with each other. Now I know why senior citizens don't bitch and moan after cataract surgery. For the most part, they don't work or noodle around on social media or take their kid to school.
Like I do.
- My old prescription eyeglasses
- My old prescription sunglasses
- Non-prescription sunglasses
- Drugstore readers
- Drugstore magnifying sunglasses
And a bottle of Tylenol.
It's why I haven't been blogging much. The simple act of looking at a computer screen is exhausting. It's actually easier sticking my phone up to my face, like I did while writing most of this post.
And did I mention I can't exercise? Turns out I really love working out.
Don't get me wrong, I'm amazed at how my vision has improved in my left eye since Monday. As of now my distance vision is 20/20, colors are much brighter (that was a big surprise) and most importantly, the big, blurry cataract is gone.
I would love to just sit down with a big stack of magazines or binge-watch something on Netflix. Instead I'm squinting into the middle distance.