{"id":116,"date":"2006-01-10T20:56:00","date_gmt":"2006-01-10T20:56:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sbw.webfactional.com\/blog\/?p=116"},"modified":"2006-01-10T20:56:00","modified_gmt":"2006-01-10T20:56:00","slug":"my-journey-to-lasik","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mlwms.com\/blog\/2006\/01\/my-journey-to-lasik\/","title":{"rendered":"My Journey to LASIK"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>About a month ago, I figured out that I can&#8217;t really save the world if I have to stop and clean my contacts, so I&#8217;ve decided to swallow my fears (and a fair amount of debt) in order to get eye surgery.  It&#8217;s all still pretty confusing to me how it works- I mean, I understand that they cut a flap of my eyeball and then squirrel around in there and then replace the flap, or somesuch other ridiculous thing- but if it means I don&#8217;t ever have to buy contacts again (or at least not for a decade or so), if it means I don&#8217;t have to put a small plastic disk onto my eyeball just to function every single day, the it&#8217;s worth it.  <\/p>\n<p>The first misconception about LASIK is that it&#8217;s become cheap.  WRONG.  There are hacks up and down the country willing to do it for about $500 an eye, but do you want a hack near your eyeball with a laser?  Nope, not me.  I&#8217;m going to the highest-rated doctor in the Bay Area, someone who has successfully sliced the eyeballs of three different people I know.  The cost?  Just under $5000.  I don&#8217;t know if that really works out- I doubt I&#8217;d spend that much money in the next ten years on eye exams and contacts, but maybe.  And considering the events I&#8217;ve missed, the hours lost, because of a dropped contact or the lodging of a plank between my contact and eyeball, it is well worth it.  And as I said, I can&#8217;t save the world if I have to stop to buy saline solution.  So LASIK it is.<\/p>\n<p>I had my first doctor appointment before the holidays.  The doctor I&#8217;m seeing for the first two appointments is the referring doctor, not the slicer, but he also came highly recommended.  He&#8217;s young, mildly handsome, very well coiffed, and minced no words.  He turned down the lights, handed me the thing shaped like a flat ice cream scoop and asked me to put it over my left eye.  Even with my contacts in, I could barely make out the top line on the wall.  Next, the scoop went over my right eye, and then I was lost.  Even so, he said that he was stunned that I could see as well as I did, considering a) the amount of guck on my contacts (gross!) and b) how massively misshapen my left eye is (oh, astigmatism, how delightful thou art not).  I asked him if I needed a new contact prescription, and he said no, that I was seeing as well with these as I could see with anything else.  <\/p>\n<p>Then he popped out my contacts, and the quiet terror set in.  I can&#8217;t stand being blind, even if it&#8217;s to sit and talk to a doctor for fifteen minutes.  He spent a fair amount of time running all the usual tests (including putting that yellow crud into my eyes to check for various problems).  At the end, he told me I was the candidate (because of the size of my pupils) for the most advanced type of LASIK.  It doesn&#8217;t cost any more, but apparently they shoot about a billion fragments of light into your eyes, which is measured by a laser, which makes the surgery even more precise.  <\/p>\n<p>Finally, we were almost done when he dropped the bomb.  &#8220;Now, before your next appointment, you&#8217;ll need to take out your contacts and leave them out for three weeks.  You have a good pair of glasses, don&#8217;t you?&#8221;  I think the horror on my face was crystal clear, because he backed up and said, &#8220;Okay, how about two weeks?  We can&#8217;t go any further until we test your eyes again, and we can&#8217;t test your eyes until you&#8217;ve not worn contacts for at least two weeks.&#8221;  I told him I&#8217;d see him two weeks after New Years, that there was no way in bloody hell I was going to wear glasses on my vacation.<\/p>\n<p>So here I am, one week into wearing my glasses.  And I&#8217;m utterly miserable.  I hate that there is this thing, hanging on my face, this metal contraption that makes me feel all walleyed.  I hate that I have no peripheral vision.  I feel like I can&#8217;t really see people, that I can&#8217;t really connect- how could I?  There&#8217;s a metal thing on my face!  And to be honest, it makes me feel shy, and odd.  I&#8217;m scared I&#8217;ll step on them, but at the same time, I want to jump up and down on them, smashing them to pieces.  I don&#8217;t feel like myself.  A friend, trying to console me, told me I look like a hot librarian.  But I don&#8217;t want to look like a hot librarian, I want to look (and more importantly, FEEL) like me, which I don&#8217;t.  It&#8217;s strange how strongly I&#8217;m reacting to these glasses.<\/p>\n<p>My next appointment is a week from today, where Mr. Mildly Handsome will dilate my eyes, and where I&#8217;ll finally be able to reinsert the dreaded plastic discs one more time.  And, if all goes well, I&#8217;ll be able to set the date for my pre-surgery exam down in Berkeley, where the slicing will take place.  <\/p>\n<p>And yes, I&#8217;m terrified of the complications, and uncomfortable with the debt, but it is still 100% worth it.  Just to be able to wake up, and see.  And to be able to save the world.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>About a month ago, I figured out that I can&#8217;t really save the world if I have to stop and clean my contacts, so I&#8217;ve decided to swallow my fears (and a fair amount of debt) in order to get eye surgery. 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