The view from my back door this evening.

I was relieved to wake up today and find that the pain in my eye had diminished considerably over night and I was no longer having trouble opening my good (left) eye. My right eye still looks a mess but it's not screaming at me anymore. Had to make my way back up to the hospital to let the surgeon look at it and determine if he had to operate immediately or could wait a while. Apparently it's "looking ok...for early stages" in his less than reassuring phrase. On the plus side with my new lens I can now see blurry images, I even managed the top couple of lines in an eye chart where before I could not even see where the chart was. With the bandages off, in the brightly lit consulting room it suddenly felt very weird as I found my field of vision had doubled and I was beginning to get some depth perception back....that eye's been blind a long time and I'd adjusted to the narrowly defined flat world of the monocular. They want to see me again in two days and if all is still well they may wait till after Xmas before I'm back in again...all this attention (and their long faces) is troubling.

" The same broadside I lost my leg, old Pew lost his deadllghts. It was a master surgeon, him that ampytated me — out of college and all-Latin by the bucket, and what not; but he was hanged like a dog, and sun-dried like the rest, at Corso Castle."

Robert Louis Stephenson