Well after being upbeat and positive the first 6 days after surgery, the realization hit me full in the face on the night of St Patrick's Day: My eye is gone. It is not coming back. And nothing anyone can do can put it back.
Cue immediate tears. Of course this would occur while I was in the middle of holding warm washcloths up to my eye to soothe it, thereby putting pressure on the stitch that's currently holding my 2 eyelids together.
The good news is we heard from the pathology lab today and my eye didn't have any cancer. However, that's a small consolation considering I can't just put it back in.
Oh well. Live and learn. At any rate, you live.
That is all for now.
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