My brother-in-law, Terry, underwent eye surgery
yesterday to remove a cataract and have an intraocular lens implanted. He had the procedure performed in Great
Falls. My sister and that girl drove
Terry up to Great Falls in the morning and returned almost immediately following
the operation. Their first stop after
the surgery was here at the house.
The doctor told Terry that he could remove the strip
holding his eye shut once the anesthetics wore off he was able to blink
again. As good fortune might have it,
his ability to blink returned as we sat at my kitchen island to celebrate with
a meager glass of Scotch.
“Dude,” I said, “you need to peel that thing off your
eye while you are here.”
“I don’t know…”
I pressed him.
“You can blink, right? Come
on. I’m excited for you. Let’s try out your new eye.”
After a bit more discussion, Terry agreed to peel off
the strip and open his eye. He was a bit tentative after first opening the eye,
but after a minute or two of blinking he began to pick up some of my papers and
read them. He surveyed the room. “I can see!” he said excitedly.
“Can you see pretty well?” I asked. “Is it way better?”
“Yeah, not bad, except I am seeing double.”
“Double?” I
experimentally waved a hand in front of him.
“Is there someone you really like?” I asked.
“What?”
“Well, I was just thinking that today would be a great
day to see someone you like because there will be two of them!”
Terry allowed me to take before and after images with
my twice-as-smart-as-me-phone. I put
them together and have posted them here.
--Mitchell
Hegman
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