I hate it. I hate myself for making the stuipid decision to have PRK. Why did I do that? Why did I cause my own suffering. I was dreaming before the operation. Dreaming of being contact lens free and being able to be outside in nature (in the forest or on a hill) and being able to see without problems.
I always had problems with contact lenses. First I had soft lens- then I was told that I had neovascularisation- blood vessels were growing towards my cornea because of lack of oxygen. I then needed to switch to hard lenses -but they were always uncomfortable.
I tried glasses but it was hard. I envisioned myself not being able to do things with glasses. Not being able to sport. Also, I have social phobia and PDD-NOS and I couldn´t adapt to those thick glasses (being -8 D) easily.
Also, I didn´t like the way I looked with glasses- I had even less confidence.
What was there to do? But to jump in a pool of risks and throw a dice that only "god" should be throwing. It´s crazy and I hate it. A large part of my cornea has been burnt off and all voluntarily.
Now, scratcy burning and often pouring eyes. It feels like a downhill slide to hell. To top it off my work envolves always using the computer.
dumb. dumb. dumb. You know, I´ve actually juggled pigs eyes before. I´ve held them in my hands and used optics to look at the cornea and lens. I know what happens when they dehydrate. I´ve seen what happens when water is dropped on the surface.
It´s been 10 months since I´ve had my PRK operation and I see myself using eye drops forever. I see myself dripping every hour, every day, for every year. I don´t even know if I´m insured for life to get these eye drops. I don´t know where to get hope and happiness.
Thanks for letting me write this here.
Desert Cry
I always had problems with contact lenses. First I had soft lens- then I was told that I had neovascularisation- blood vessels were growing towards my cornea because of lack of oxygen. I then needed to switch to hard lenses -but they were always uncomfortable.
I tried glasses but it was hard. I envisioned myself not being able to do things with glasses. Not being able to sport. Also, I have social phobia and PDD-NOS and I couldn´t adapt to those thick glasses (being -8 D) easily.
Also, I didn´t like the way I looked with glasses- I had even less confidence.
What was there to do? But to jump in a pool of risks and throw a dice that only "god" should be throwing. It´s crazy and I hate it. A large part of my cornea has been burnt off and all voluntarily.
Now, scratcy burning and often pouring eyes. It feels like a downhill slide to hell. To top it off my work envolves always using the computer.
dumb. dumb. dumb. You know, I´ve actually juggled pigs eyes before. I´ve held them in my hands and used optics to look at the cornea and lens. I know what happens when they dehydrate. I´ve seen what happens when water is dropped on the surface.
It´s been 10 months since I´ve had my PRK operation and I see myself using eye drops forever. I see myself dripping every hour, every day, for every year. I don´t even know if I´m insured for life to get these eye drops. I don´t know where to get hope and happiness.
Thanks for letting me write this here.
Desert Cry
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