My Eye Ordeal : the first six weeks

Its been a long haul, so I won’t bore you with the details. And we’ll gloss over the gory bits. But its worth noting, as a cautionary tale.

Six weeks ago. A small granule of swimming pool chlorine. A serious chemical burn to the eye. Numerous visits to the vet. The first lot of surgery. Two setbacks, and any number of eyedrops, injections, pills and pomades. And that blessed silly collar.

I was ‘helping’ clean the swimming pool – it needed transforming from a dark, greeny-black duck pond into something clean, transparent and sparkling. It had been well dosed with tablets of strong chlorine, and it was whilst hosing down the filters the following day that a bit of this solid chlorine went into my eye.


We dashed off to the emergency vet as soon as They noticed my eye all red, closed and swollen. Over the phone the vet had told us to do nothing, in case it was a detached retina. But with hindsight, a really, really good dowsing with water immediately may well have been beneficial. The vet checked that it wasn’t a grass seed or other foreign body. Gave me a pain killing injection. Diagnosis : chemical burn.

Setback No 1 : You know that little claw on a dog’s wrist. Think its called a dewclaw. That must have caught in my eye, during a particularly vigorous rubbing. Did even more damage. That’s when the collar came in.

Setback No 2 : To be technical, the corneal epithelium had become detached from the stroma. The cornea is made up of several layers, and these are two of them. Having become unglued, it was healing back all rucked and irregular.  An operation under general anaesthetic was needed to to scrape away the affected tissue. Corneal Epithelial Debridement if you care to Google it. Eye sewn shut to help healing. Bloody marvellous.

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Thats when I was told to wait 2 weeks, cross my fingers (difficult) and hope that all would heal and be hunk dory… (see preceding post)

Hopes Dashed


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…

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wonder why Peter Gabriel had to wear his collar?