It has been two and a half weeks since my cataract surgery. My right eye seems to be healed. I am not having any problems with it. I am getting used to not being able to focus up close. I am adjusting to a few problems with light. Light is too bright for me, especially first thing in the morning. I am learning to give myself time to grow accustomed to the light little by little as I begin the day. I love being able to recognize people, to see a familiar face across a room. I love waking up in the morning, opening my eyes, and being able to see without contacts or glasses. I am still amazed every morning to open my eyes and be able to see.
My left eye, now that is a different story. My surgery in that eye is scheduled for May 24 and I can hardly wait. I see less from my left eye every single day. The most noticeable part of my vision loss is a brown cast that obscures everything I try to see. If I cover my left eye and look at a white wall, it is bright white. If I cover my right eye and look at the same white wall, it is brown. This darkening is giving me a feeling of claustrophobia as the world gets dimmer and dimmer when I look through my left eye. I try to rely almost completely on my right eye at this point. I hope that my cataract surgery on my left eye does some good. I am certain that it will remove the brownish film that is covering everything, so I will be happy with that even if I don’t gain any focus.
I continue to think of my cataract surgery as having performed a miracle. Little by little, my distance vision is improving. I can hardly wait until after May 24 to see what will happen after my second cataract surgery.