good evening. what a nightmare day. ouch, ouch, and ouch. gosh, i would never want to go through this again. i was kind of freaked out and still am. i thought it was kind of a minor surgery but when they asked me if i had a living will, and when the sister nun came out and touched my head and said a prayer to me, i thought, wow, this is the real deal? what? people die getting eye surgery? that’s when i started getting scared. that’s when i started thinking “gosh, i should have caught more waves in indo over the shallow reef, or gosh, i should have tried to dive 200′ last week”. i didn’t want to end my life in the hospital… so many crazy things were running through my mind….
it was the first time i had an IV in me. they even hooked me up to all the machines too. i had wires hooked up all over my body. it was nuts….
i wasn’t supposed to keep my phone with me but i hid it on the side of my bed. i had to document this. especially my shaka sign…
so there i am lying down when the nurse comes in. she put this gel in my eye and said ‘it’s going to sting”. i yelled “itai” so loud that another nurse came by. it didn’t sting, it freakin felt like somebody poured poison in my eye. it was unbearable… then she told me “see, i told you it was going to sting”. honestly, i was a little pissed off…. by the way, the nurse asked me “which eye” 3 times. i told her “it’s the left, it’s the left, it’s the left”. then she took out a pen and wrote “YES” on the top of my left eye. what does “YES” mean? and she wrote it in permanent ink so it’s still there. it’s kind of funny… well, they rolled me into the surgery room and that’s where i met Dr. CAMARA. that’s when i felt like i was in good hands. all i told him before the surgery was “hi doctor, please take care of my eye”. he looked at me and said, “don’t worry kirby, your going to be all right”. then he told a nurse that was walking by, “hey, you got to go check out kirby’s blog, he got some nice photos on there”. i was pretty stoked to hear that. thanks so much Dr. CAMARA….
1:30pm, i woke up and wanted to get the heck out of there. the nurse asked me if i need a wheelchair and i said no. she insisted so i said ok. then when she went to get it, i snuck out the back door. then i almost tripped down the stairs. gosh, it’s so hard seeing with only one eye. i’m freakin dizzy typing this blog now so better shut down. i can’t drive, can’t surf, can’t do computer work, and can’t even watch some of the 30 DVD’s i bought in bali. it’s going to be a long 3 weeks. i might get grouchy at times so be careful… haha… just joking. i’m totally ok…. have a great evening and if you got eyes, appreciate them. both of them….
**by the way, wanted to thank everybody who sent such kind emails. honto ni arigato gozaimasu….
