December 8

After The Surgery

It was about five years ago when I really knew that I was going to be a professional writer for the rest of my life.

During the summer of 2008, I had saved up a bunch of money to get LASIK done on both of my eyes. Up until the day of the surgery, I had vision that was going towards 20/200 level from 20/150 the previous year. To say that I couldn’t see very well was accurate. I’d underline it further by saying that I had to squint to see definition further than a few feet away. This meant I always had a pair of glasses dangling from my collar. I completely hated wearing them, ever since 6th grade.

Who’s really to say how eyesight gets so bad. Every one of us is different, a very good thing. If we all had the option to have perfect eyesight from birth until the grave, we’d choose that in a heartbeat. My genetics defined my fate differently. My mother had sight issues from a very young age, my father the same but less severe. They both wear glasses to this day. Since July 2008 when I had the surgery at the gentle hands of Dr. Schwartz, I’ve implored them to get the same surgery. They balk at it, citing reasons not really based in science but rather in their own preferences. So that’s what it’ll be, I’m at peace with it just like they are. You can’t sell everyone on everything, you know?

So it was the morning after my LASIK surgery, and my glasses were on my nightstand just in case. I struggled to get out of bed, since I had a pair of eye-guards on. The eye-guards were liberally taped onto my eye sockets, for my protection, of course. They were hard-plastic and they made it a bastard to sleep that night. But that morning I could see, and even though I was tired as hell, getting out of bed that morning was the easiest choice to make since deciding to get the surgery.

When you go from living in low-definition vision to quickly having the fierce upgrade that LASIK provides, everything is different. Where life before was in 480i, now it was in 8K Ultra High Definition. And I could see my computer screen and keyboard without squinting. And I could write without the least bit of stress to my eyes. And I could write more and be the professional I always had wanted to be.

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Clear Vision

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Posted December 8, 2013 by Andrew Flynn in category "Blog

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