My beloved wife, Kitsap River, has been suffering from cataracts for several years. A cataract is a clouding of the lens inside the eye which leads to blurring of vision, and is the most common cause of blindness.
Kitsap River has cataracts in both eyes, which we suspect has been exacerbated by the very dosages of prednisone that helps her keep her kidney transplant, although in retrospect she's shown symptoms of these cataracts for at least the past decade. These include difficulty appreciating colors and changes in contrast, in driving, reading, and recognizing faces, and problems coping with glare from bright lights.
Treatment for cataracts involves surgical replacement of the occluded lens with an artificial implant.
This afternoon, Kitsap River goes under the knife.
(More below the ixtl...)
Update: We're home. The operation went smoothly and we expect a complete recovery. River is resting quietly in a darkened room, and I'm sitting on the bed beside her attending to her needs (and delivering well-deserved mojo to all who have commented here). I'm sure she'll post her own diary tomorrow on the experience.
Once again, thank you all for your supporting energy and well wishes. May Apollo Phsyician, and Aesculepius, and Hygeia, and Panacea, and all the gods and goddesses keep you safe from every ailment.
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