feeling a little ruff
No, No, No! Talk about having my hopes raised, only to be sent hurtling back to Earth. We are back to Square One. Make that Square Minus One Hundred.
That Dallas has been counting down the days – only 4 more Sleeps, only 3 more Sleeps and so on. Counting down until my appointment yesterday morning, when I could not only have my eye unsewn up, but also get rid of this stupid lamp shade that I have been forced to wear for weeks.
Anyway, it was Bad News. I was ever so brave and kept still whilst the stitches holding my eye shut came out. The lady vet frowned. She called in the man vet. He frowned and talked about granulation and degradation. Dallas has a look and saw that my cornea was still ulcerated – purply red and milky. Not a pretty sight. Not for the faint hearted.
An appointment was rapidly made to see a doggie ophthalmologist. We whizzed over there, and he used a more complicated looking contraption to peer into my eye, and thankfully didn’t need the fluorescent eye drops. He said there was a procedure to halt the degradation – he sounded positive.
As I had been nil-by-mouth for almost 24 hours (add starvation to the list of mediaeval tortures I am currently subjected to), he could operate immediately.
So, I have now had Corneal Cross Linking – where riboflavin (vitamin B2) is activated by being illuminated with UV-A light for about 30 minutes. This is to stimulate strengthening of collagen strands in the cornea.
Dallas picked me up a couple of hours later – I was still very woozy from the general anaesthetic. In fact I felt pretty rubbish all evening. The procedure was painless and I have a temporary contact lens. I also get to keep the lamp shade for at least another 3 or 4 days 😦
This morning, I am back to my Bloggie self and had a big bowl of Bloggie Flakes for breakfast. We go back to see my specialist on Friday – I will keep you posted.
At least I’m not alone…
wonder why Peter Gabriel had to wear his collar?