I’m writing this post in a comfy red plush chair in a nook like corner of a downtown Starbucks. In a few hours I’m going into surgery. I’m getting what the doctors like to call a “tune up”. About one year ago I had laser eye surgery you see. It was one of the best investments I’ve ever made. Prior to surgery I had been suffering through increasingly severe migraines. The type of migraines that stop you dead in your tracts. No amount of Advil aspirin or Tylenol would ever make them go away.
Once I had surgery though that all changed.
Anyways the tune up thing…
After you get your eyes lased what happens is some of the cells on the lens will grow back. Not as much as it was before. But enough that the correction that was made is off. It’s expected and I was anticipating having to do this. I was told that I had a 60% chance of regression. So now I sit in this Starbucks and wait for my appointment.
Ill be out of commission for a while though. Reading, writing, driving etc are all frowned upon after surgery. Anything that would cause my eyes to be open and drying out is to be avoided. So as a result I’m likely to miss the next two deadlines. Today I don’t have a story for you and next Wednesday it’s unlikely that a new chapter will be posted.
To my regular readers I apologize for this. I know how much you crave new word porn from me. 😉
Ugh as I write this I just watched to balding beat cops walk up to the line cut it, reach over the counter and grab two coffees without paying. This irritates me. I realize being a police officer is a difficult job and its supposedly dangerous, but so is working on an oil rig and you don’t see those guys expecting free coffee in Starbucks just because of their job choices. Realistically these two douches are getting paid just as much or more than me regardless of the fact they have less education. Where I live you can apply to be a cop without any post secondary education and often they’ll higher applicants that are just that. Two months of training and you’re in a squad car with a gun on your hip….cutting lines and gulping free coffee at 50k per year. What a joke.
Sorry for that digression.
The best part of sitting in the corner of a coffee shop…the view. My my there are some cuties that work downtown. I should get my corneas blasted with high intensity laser light everyday.
Till next time my lovers.