Pupils dilated,wedding ring taped down. All obs, blood pressure, oxygen sats done. Nose twitching with hay fever

One of the few times I am in public without make up, without contact lenses. A truly ghastly, wrinkled, jowly and above all pale sight. My eyebrows have turned white. All psyched and prepped for cataract surgery this morning I am fourth on the operating list. Red wristband alerts them to my allergy. I am by FAR the youngest in the waiting room and the only person tapping away at their tablet. Others (well at least one) has a collapsible white stick. All give date of birth as in the early 1940’s. Animal Park is on the telly in waiting room. That nice Ben on subject of Koalas. There are subtitles. Not sure how much help that is to the semi blind. Had bit of a sleepless night imagining the horrors of lens removal and replacement. Dreamed the surgeon was pressing my left temple during the procedure, frighteningly hard. Big dressing on my eye after in same dream. Bit of shock when nurse asks me today if I need a “sick note”. Er….and why would I need that?” Well you can’t drive for 2 weeks and no heavy lifting while the eye heals”One thing I have learned from this year. It is a privilege to be able to drive. The same goes for contact lenses, ditto being able to wear eye make up (4 weeks of bare eye on left again I see from cataract leaflet). Also to be able to walk limp free. I am getting there but slowly.OFT drove me in. We snapped at each other in the car park. “A brusque request deserves a brusque reply!” he said when I asked, “You will very kindly fill up the car with petrol?” Stroppy pig.