I lie in bed, dark glasses protecting my peepers, whilst the
This morning I had laser treatment to fix my myopic eyes. Currently some five hours after the event, I can barely open them and whilst I'm sure it will all be fine tomorrow, I still feel a bit scared. The husband is enjoying forcing eye-drops on me at regular intervals and is being quite, quite awesome. (I don't know what he's writing, but it definitely sounds like he's typing more than I'm saying.) I'll give you the gory details once I know what the result is.
All I'll say now is that pain-wise it wasn't as bad as either the HSG or having the coil fitted, but because it was my eyes it was a lot more traumatic. Now, what do you think it takes to get a cup of tea round here?