Day of laser eye surgery

First off, I 'm touch typing this without looking much so please excuse the typos. I'll come back and edit later. Oh and it's not that I can't see, it's just that I'm conscious of resting my eyes as much as possible. To let them heal and that. Anyway on to the big event...

Took the train in to Chelmsford station - yet again my appointment was around rush hour so it seemed far easier, and I'd been advised that so long as I had someone with me I'd be fine to take the train home. The first thing I did in the Ultralase clinic was sign my lifetime guarantee contract, and read through the form to declare I wanted to go ahead with the surgery, had been advised of the risks etc. Once that was done I had a few minutes to wait (I had got there a bit early), before being taken off by the surgeon tso she could look at my eyes and ask if I had any allergies, medical conditions, or "anything I wanted to tell her" I thought about confessing the time I stole a toy cat from playschool when I was about four, but thought I'd keep that to myself. She ran me through what would happen in the procedure - super efficient typical doctor speak running it off like it was nothing at all. She also mentioned that the astigmatism in my right eye made my prescription quite big (in total it's about -4 which isn't that big considering), and she said upfront that this might mean we need to tweak it to get it right. Oh well, if I have to come back so be it. With Ultralase's lifetime guarantee I knew I wouldn't have to pay again.

Back out into thte waiting room. It seemed like they had a fair few procedures booked for that day, and I rememer sharing a few nervous glances with others who were clearly about to have surgery too. I wouldn' say I was nervous, more excited and just anxious to get it all over with.

After a while I was taken through by a nurse to be 'prepped' for surgery. This involved having anisthetic drops put into my eyes, little blue bags over my shoes and my hair put back into a net. I also had browny yellow solution - idodine I think it was - put over my eyelids to make them super clean. At this point my glasses came off, hopefully for the last time. The nurse ran me through what would happen in the operation room and also the things I needed to do post surgery. She gave me a little goodie bag with six little bottles of solutions (3 sets of drops, 1 per eye to reduce the risk of cross-contamination). She also gave me my night shields and tape and showed me how to fix them on. I'll post a pic on here for you soon.

The bottles were: Red labelled antibiotics to be taken every 2 hours for 48hrs and then 4 times a day for a week. Pink labelled anti-inflammatories to be taken the same as the red bottle but leaving 5 minutes in between the drops so as not to dilute them. Then a green labelled bottle which is basically artificial tears. I'm to take these ones as and when. I thought I'd never remember any of this but of course it was all written out on information sheets for me to take away.

We kept hearing a blasting noise - the nurse told me this was the laser being used or warmed up. It was quite a loud zapping noise kind of like an x-ray machine I suppose.

And then...waiting. The surgeon was the only surgeon in that day and it seemed that everyone wanted her opinion on consultations etc. so she was running a bit late. I just wanted it all over with but tried to wait patiently. Then a song came on the radio that made me chuckle. I can't remember who it's by or what it's called but the first line is 'I can see clearly now the rain has gone...' and I knew my surgery was going to be soon.

I was finally called in. A bit nervous, but mostly relieved that the waiting was over. I had to lie down on a long bed, and a cushion was put under my knees to keep me comfortable. Someone asked me if I was ok and then someone else asked me to confirm my name and what type of surgery I was in for. There were little lights on the bottom of a machine above me. I had to look at them and then they went down. And then the fun began.

Okay let's face it, it wasn't fun. But I'll try to run you through an emotion free experience. First off my left eyes was covered up, then my right eye was prepared with surgical tape / bandage above and below. Next an instrument was put in to keep my eye open. This was uncomfortable as it was put in and taken out but once in a bit weird but fine. Next up they put something onto my eye to increase the pressure (this is unique to intralase and possibly standard Lasik I believe), this was pretty uncomfortable. It pressed onto my eyeball and seemed to press back into my skull. When the pressure was up I lost vision. I expected this to be scarey but actually it wasn't really. I had every confidence that my vision would be coming back. The discomfort lasted about 10 seconds and then I was swung under the intralase device. I couldn't feel a thing - except maybe a bit of pressure pushing my head back into the bed and then the pressure was released. At this point my vision came back, but not very clearly. I could feel someone fiddling and taking the flap up for the laser to do it's thing. Next I had to look at a light.

I've read people saying this but in my imagination it was a little dot of light. Actually it ws more like a hundred little lights that were clearly just the one light, it's just my vision was all over the place. The surgeon told me to look up a few times but I really had no idea where I was looking so I just tried until she said it was fine and to hold it there. Then there were three blasts of the laser. Someone advised me I might smell burning but I didn't notice it. I was too busy trying to keep my head still. After the laser bursts some solution was put in my eye and the flap replaced. Then finally the device to keep my eye open was removed and it felt much better.

Except now I had to go through it all on the other eye! At this point I realised that it was going to be worse because I knew what was coming. I've read people say this on the Ultralase forums but I guess you only really believe it when you're rught there experiencing it for yourself. So yes my left eye was a little worse.

There was a point during the procedure when I thought 'oh what am I doing?' but it was a brief flash and I knew exactly what I was doing. I was having the need for glasses and contact lenses removed from my life.

The procedure went ahead with my left eye. The uncomfortable clamp, the short discomfort of the pressure device and then the release as the laser has cut the flap. It really was so quick though. Discomfort or not, 20 minutes and it's all over.

When I was told I could get up I think I shot up so fast - glad to get away I guess - but then as I was about to get to my feet I realised I should take it slow incase I went wobbly. My body would likely be in a mild kind of shock. So I took it slowly following the nurse out of the room and into a recovery room. My vision was watery, slightly blurry, but at the same time I knew it would be great once it had healed. I could see the clock and the sign on the door. In the recovery room I sat on a reclining chair and the nurse went off to get me a cup of water and my boyfriend.

I chatted to him for a few minutes and looked around me, amazed, before my right eye started stinging and I had to keep it closed as it began to water. My left eye followed a few minutes later. I'd read descriptions of it being like chopping onions. It was at first, but then in short bursts it felt a little worse than that. As if I'd been chopping onions and then touched my eye with onion juice. If that makes any sense. I started to worry that I wouldn't be able to keep my eyes open enought to get to the train station, but then tried to relax, sit back and just do what my body was telling me to do - keep my eyes closed.

I was there for almost an hour before the surgeon called me through and I struggled to keep my eyes open enough to look at the chart. I read out on line, I could see below this but struggle to keep my eyes open long enought. It turned out the line I'd read out fairly easily was driving standard anyway. WOOHOO! Then she looked at my eyes under the microscope and told me they looked fine. I was free to go home, and should sleep for the rest of the day. 'You can drive home' she joked, looking at me struggling to open my eyes more than a little chink. Umm, maybe not.

I went back to the recovery room, got my bag and headed outside. My boyfriend had told me my eyes looked bloodshot and when I went to the bathroom before setting off I tried to sneak a look, as much as I could when my eyes just wanted to be closed. They looked very red. Most of the white in my left eye especially. It made the pain feel a little worse to look (purely psychological I know) so I stopped looking.

Sunglasses on I went out into the street, having to be guided by my boyfriend. I had my eyes closed a lot of the way, I could not keep my eyes open for long. They were streaming and pretty sore. When we got to the car I remember the sunlight was so bright, even with sunglasses and my eyes closed. It was like walking on a bright white beach and I could almost feel the burning of the laser on my eyes.

Once home, we put my first sets of drops in and I lay on the bed with an audiobook on my ipod. After a little while I got into the bed and dozed on and off. I did this for about three hours and after that my eyes were much better. It still felt better to keep them closed more than open but they weren't streaming.

I was well enough to go round to my parent's house for tea. Although I had my eyes closed for the whole car journey. When I did open my eyes I was amazed with the vision. Absolutely fantastic so soon after surgery!

I went to bed early, my boyfriend woke me up to put my last set of drops in as he came to bed and I remember waking up and looking at him - vision absolutely clear on the moment of waking. But I'm not thinking about my vision at this point. I'm working on the healing. Trying to drink 2 litres of water, taking omega 3 pills and closing my eyes as much as possible. I've not watched television or read, and althouhg I'm sneaking looks at the pc screen as I write this, my eyes are closed more than often. It's too important to mess about.

Anyway, so that was my day of surgery. I went for my check up today, but I'll write all about that tomorrow. For now I'm back to closing my eyes.