Yesterday, Tuesday, I went to the eye doctor to have the cataract that’s been developing in my left eye looked at. As I expected, considering how much of a problem it has become, the verdict is that it needs to be removed. And, although it hasn’t been obvious from the inside yet, the same process has started in the right eye too. So, we will be scheduling the surgery, first on the left, and then a few weeks later, on the right. I won’t go into the details of the procedure, but it is done as outpatient and is considered one of the most common and low risk surgeries. I’m not too freaked out about it so far since I’ve been expecting it to be needed for some time.
The thing that is currently worrisome is transportation. The doctor’s office and the hospital for the surgery (they are next to each other) are 40 miles (64 Km) from home and driving home after the surgery and to and from the followup the next day would be a really bad idea. Its not general anesthesia, but they do give a sedative to relax you, and I remember when I had Xanax for oral surgery and how loopy that was. Besides, driving does work best if the driver can actually see. So, I have to get that figured out once I have the dates and times. That’s the real challenge. As one who has always preferred the role of care giver, the idea of asking friends and acquaintances to volunteer to drive feels strange. There are other options, but somehow it also feels important to allow that vulnerability.
I didn’t see the bear. It came either late yesterday evening or very early, about dawn, this morning. I’ve been putting out bird seed on the flat rocks on these walls, and some gets down in the cracks between them. The bear went looking for that food. This is the second time, and id did even more damage the other time last year. The ruler in the pictures is 4 feet long (1.2 meter) to give an idea of the size of the rocks. Bears are strong. I might need a new plan for the bird food.