souobixo

I guess the major difference would be how much I noticed things around me. I was completely used to seeing a totally flat world. Let's say you close one eye and look around. You still see things, but they don't FEEL any closer or further away. Sure, they look bigger or smaller because of distance, and you'd be surprised how much familiarity with normal everyday objects plays with how we perceive their distance from us. Like a lot of lazy eyed kids, I got really used to using muscle memory for throwing things.

To have my vision corrected was kind of like putting glasses on for the first time in a way. (Very) suddenly, I was taking in and processing all of this new type of information. Everything worked just the way it was supposed to instantly. Sure there was healing to do, but that was just the muscles that the surgeons had cut to set up the secondary procedure. The desired effect was there as soon as he tied that last suture. The world has seemed a lot bigger and much more vibrant. I kept asking people, "You mean you guys have been able to see this way the whole time!??!!?"

I am hoping maybe someone reads this who maybe has the same thing. I never would have pursued it if my regular eye doctor hadn't gotten curious one day. I'd say to someone like I was to ask questions. Eye surgery isn't the most fun thing in the world, but seeing in 3D sure doesn't suck.

That was actually the cool part. The surgery itself is just setting up the real procedure. They cut the muscles in the eye and attach strings to them. Then they dial your eye into alignment after the surgery back in the doctor's office. I got out of the surgery and had about six pounds of gauze taped to my head. When I got back to the office, the specialist removed all of the gauze. You cannot believe the "Oh SHIT!" moment I had when I was looking straight ahead with the left eye, and the right one was pointed at the floor. They hadn't explained the whole process to me beforehand because I am a little squeamish about surgeries on my own self. So at this point there are two tiny black strings coming out of the whites on either side of my right pupil. He starts tugging on them very gently, and my right eye starts raising. More tugging, more lifting... The whole time I am just supposed to do my best to look straight ahead. It was less than a minute before he was having me look at a painting on the wall. He said to just concentrate on one of the flowers or something. Then he would block my vision of it in one eye with a card. He'd trade back and forth, making little adjustments on the strings all the while. When he had them adjusted so that my eyes didn't shift as he traded sides with the card, he tied and cut the sutures. Once he stepped back, it was like a punch in the face. The whole office came alive with shapes and shadows. I have seen like this ever since.

Dude! Funfetti with the big soft multicolored sprinkle lump thingies in the frosting. That shit could get me arrested.

He literally did just that. It's hard to name just one thing that stood out. I would have to say trees have been the one thing that comes to mind. They have SOOOO much depth and detail. There is a national park not too far from where I live that has absolutely amazing colors in the fall. Even little things like chairs in the kitchen, or people walking around in a crowded room still make me stop and just look.