Four And A Half Days

Yes, I'm counting down the days.  My right eye is just begging for its own cataract/stent surgery.  I've been so off-kilter the last 9 days with one eye corrected pretty well for vision and the other still troublesome.  I've been wearing glasses and readers with lenses removed, even doubling up on the glasses to get me through this interim period. I've got the glasses strewn around the house, they're never when and where I need them, though I'm most often wearing the basic ones.  I am happy/frustrated with the vision thing.  Yup, definitely counting down the days.

Yup, that's me.

I think I've caused a few unspoken questions from people as I'm out and about - I forget that my glasses have only one lens and I know it's strange looking.  The Husband has been great, swears  he isn't in the least embarrassed.

The optometrist was happy with my corrected eye, said I'd likely not need anything except readers (which was my personal never-gonna-do-it solution; I've got to figure this out) which was somewhat shocking - the surgeon said I'd still need glasses all the time. So here I am again, struggling with how to handle things.  And while the optometrist was amazed and pleased at the vision correction, my eye pressure (both eyes) was up in the clouds where it ought never to be.  More drops.  But this time, he has a sample for me to try and after two doses I'm doing ok.  So far.  Knock on wood.

And it's been busy.

Father's Day, birthday, family in town for a few days, family get together.  It always makes me a tad anxious.  I want to make sure they have a good time.  But I'm a lousy hostess, we never had company when I was growing up.  My parents weren't into the "party thing" so I have no training, no examples and no natural aptitude.  (This shirt is just right - not only for me but for several family members.)  The one get-together we did plan could have gone better.  But I am completely inept.

So happy to see this.

Anyway, our grandson is safely ensconced at the MTC in Provo, our daughter visited our son in Utah County and that was wonderful, we had some decent food, meandered IKEA and the local Aquarium for as long as we could, and the out of town family is safely home.

Love the sunrise.  My soul is fed.

After getting hot and sweaty cleaning up the house (I was under a strict no-vacuum policy since the first eye surgery and the floors were driving me nutty) we went to a movie.  The theater with the reclining seats.  (I like going there because I dislike their popcorn, so I'm never tempted.)

Yesterday morning's walk was just perfect. I was out early (just before six) - that meant the trail was still mostly people-free and the sky was lovely.  Though I did watch this deer bound down the street until a car came along.  I followed it back down a small lane to get the picture.

And this orchid?  This is the one that had orchid babies about four years ago.  I scattered the babies among friends and I know of at least one that has bloomed repeatedly.  Mine?  Hasn't bloomed since the babies.  I was just happyhappyhappy to see this prettiness. I needed to see this one bloom, it's always encouraging to me that they're doing well enough to bloom.  And fresh flowers?  There's just nothing like them.

I'm grateful that so far the eye surgery has been a success.  Grateful for hope that the next one will be the same.  I'm grateful to have been able to see our daughter and her family for a few days, it was good for our hearts to be together for a bit.