This is what I saw when I woke up this morning. No; it didn't say 12:30. It said 5:30. That was when my in-laws called to say they made it home from Florida. No small feat, as we had about 6 inches of snow overnight.
But hey! I'm reading the clock! And lots of other things as well! Like the Interwebs. This is OK.
So the surgery went well. By "well", I mean that it was, bar none, the weirdest thing I have ever experienced. Ever. And I had an emergency c-section while fully conscious. If you haven't experienced that, let me explain that I was given an epidural and then, while I was fully awake, and watching, they cut me open and took another human being out of my body.
This. Was. Weirder. Did you see A Clockwork Orange? That scene with the eye? That one?? That's what they did. Clamped my eye open. I handled it with grace. And by "grace", I mean that I freaked out, sat up, hyperventilated and passed out into the arms of a male nurse who bore a striking resemblance to Brendan Fraser. At least, in my freaked-out, dilated eyes condition he looked like Brendan Fraser. He did. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
I won't describe the rest of the procedure, but I can say that, thankfully, it's only five minutes per eye and it didn't hurt.
Did I mention it was weird?
But today, I can see! :) Everything. Clocks, trees, snow, navel lint. Everything.
It's pretty cool.