Eye drops and eye doctors. Yesterday Mom visited her own eye doctor again (not the surgeon who did the procedure, but her own 93 year old optometrist). He was very pleased with the results of her recent cataract surgery. Mom's distance vision is now 20/20 in her right eye, and though Mom may not fully comprehend the vast improvement to her sight, she did catch on to the fact that her doctor was pleased, and that left her beaming.
We have one surgery, five eye doctor appointments, and two weeks of eye drops behind us. Ahead are a second surgical procedure, at least another handful of doctor appointments, and six to eight weeks of eye drops. And I thought that broken wrist last year was time consuming... On the bright side, we are doing better (for the most part) with the eye drops. There are still times of incessant blinking, and she has asked for at least a week (with each set of eye drops, 3x's a day) how long we will have to do this. Thankfully, most drops actually end up in her eye rather than balancing on her eye lashes or splashing on her cheek just under her lower lid.
Is it just me or does it seem that morning is coming earlier lately? Emma has been arriving a few minutes before 7 am the past few days (while I'm either making my bed or climbing out of the shower) and the girls have nearly missed the bus both Monday and Tuesday mornings. Both situations have shaved just two or three minutes off what has been my normal routine since September, not enough to sound like it should matter, but enough to leave me feeling in a rush. I suppose maybe I should go to bed two or three minutes earlier. Maybe that would do the trick. ha!