I’ve had two “procedures” in the last three weeks.
Thursday’s procedure was on my right eye. Going to the hospital and being put under seemed like overkill, but I guess my “procedure” was surgery, and that’s how surgery is done. They tied my hands to the bed, because apparently, in a twilight sleep, people try to bat the surgeon away from their eye. The reflex is that strong.
Today, thanks to diligently icing it all day yesterday, I can keep my eye open long enough to read some posts.
Tomorrow I’ll visit my sister. Any suggestions for a portable, nutritious, delicious meal to take?
Have a wonderful Saturday!