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Originally Posted by Harry Nicholson
Yesterday I had my first cataract removed and the lens replaced with with an artificial (I'm having trouble typing this as I recover).
The new lens shows me that I've been missing the shorter wavelenghts for some years. In the garden, the buddleia, once magenta, is now royal blue. I thought then to check my kiln-fired enamels (a hobby) and am astonished. What once looked grubby, now is ablaze with colour. The other eye will be done sometime soon.
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A chap I worked with had his cataracts dealt with. He e-mailed me to say he "Could now see things again in glorious technicolour". When mine were done some years later I noticed the dirty blue grey on my shampoo bottle was now a rich royal blue.
I had become increasingly short sighted as the cataracts progressed after a career at sea as a deck officer with near perfect eyesight. The month between ops with one eye normal and one very short sighted, corrected with specs, was uncomfortable. When in the car with a bus approaching the eyes would register the bus in two very different sizes. I can close either eye at will so that helped. I only drove twice in that condition, first a short round the block to see if I could and second a couple of weeks later to take Ann to the surgery when she suffered from a severe migraine attack.
I had to work on my blood pressure before the surgeon would operate, and she was prepared for the complication of floppy iris caused by the prostate drug tamusolin. Thankfully the complication did not occur, my irises behaved themselves. Suffered a day of abject misery from the post op discomfort, but so totally worth it for the end result.