A Case of a Lasik Eye Surgery

My brother-in-law decided to have lasik eye surgery last year. I was the lucky, unemployed relative who was volunteered to drive him to and from his appointment for the laser eye surgery. This was not too much of an ordeal, but I am a person who can’t stand the idea of contact lenses in my eyes, let alone lasers in them. Ironically, my brother-in-law is queasy about contact lenses as well. This is why he opted for the lasik procedure.

My eye sight is not too bad. I wear glasses for reading and driving. Okay, I should wear glasses for reading and driving. I just never seem to be able to remember them. My brother-in-law, on the other hand, is legally blind without corrective lenses. Like me, he couldn’t stomach the idea of putting foreign objects on his eyeballs every day. Contact lenses are just unbearable to some of us. They may be perfectly comfortable and we may not feel them, but we know that they are there. That’s enough to make our skin crawl.

Somehow my brother-in-law managed to conjure enough courage to have lasik eye surgery to correct his vision. He figured that once the ordeal was over, he would heal and have nothing to worry about. He was right. His vision is perfect today and he is very pleased with his quick recovery. If you spoke with him today, you would never know that the two-hundred-and-fifty pound man was a basket case before and after the lasik procedure.

There was utter silence in the car on the way to the doctor’s office, aside from my constant, nervous chatter. The twenty-two mile drive seemed to take forever. The lasik eye surgery did not. It is an extremely quick procedure. I had time to page through a magazine and drink one cup of coffee and the laser surgery was finished. My sedated brother-in-law was ready to go home.

He was a chatterbox on the way home. He was completely blind and as I mentioned, sedated. He described the lasik eye procedure and it didn’t sound disagreeable at all. It was quick and painless. The only drawbacks he mentioned was not being able to see and the smell. He could smell something burning during the eye surgery. He was also blind for a few hours following the procedure.

Now the only complaint that my brother-in-law has about his vision is that it is too good. He never had peripheral vision and the sudden ability to see out of the sides of his eyes made him dizzy. Occasionally, he’ll mention a thing or two that comes into his vision that makes him wish he were blind, but that’s a completely different story.