LASIK Surgery Fantastic

It's been almost a month since a doctor opened my corneas like miniature submarine hatches and laser-corrected my vision.

After LASIK, as per doctor's orders, I took a breather from computer work and reading for a few days. I didn't allow water in my eyes or wear eye makeup for a couple of weeks. I wore plastic shields over my eyes at bedtime (now there's a look) so I wouldn't accidentally rub my eyes in my sleep and unhinge my fragile corneas.

The one downside to my LASIK surgery is something I knew about going in. I now need "cheater" glasses to see pretty much anything within two feet of my face. (Before, it was just the opposite. I'd remove my glasses to see up close.)

On the positive side, reading glasses offer an endless stream of fashion accessory opportunities.

But my far vision -- it's far, far out.

I write these words in front of a window with a view of oak tree-covered hillsides that I can see perfectly with my new Superwoman vision. Hello there, graceful red-tailed hawk -- yes, you -- way off in the distance. And hey, how's it flyin', Mr. Pilot?

Glasses never gave me this kind of clarity. What a miracle.

People asked whether I was nervous about having LASIK surgery. Of course I was, especially after reading the standard pre-op precautions about such pesky side effects as blindness.

I gambled. I wanted to wake up without glasses, read my bedside clock and see the weather through the window each morning.

I do all those things now.

Also, although this might seem hokey to you, part of my reason for getting LASIK had to do with our bedroom's skylights.

As I'm fond of telling my husband, Bruce, I don't ask for much; just the moon and the stars in our bedroom. No pressure there, fella.

Since my LASIK surgery, I can see the moon and the stars in our bedroom, and they're more amazing than I'd imagined.

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