So I have to get up at the ungodly hour of 5 a.m. tomorrow to be at the hospital for a "blepharoplasty" which sounds truly scary until you find out it's merely an "eyelid lift" ...
It's not entirely cosmetic; my eyelids are worse than on the top photo here ... bad enough that they are actually starting to affect my peripheral vision.
I wasn't very enthusiastic about the surgery, which is why I let it go so long, but I finally decided I've had enough. So for a couple of weeks i'm going to look as if I'm either in the relationship from hell, or as if I frequent My Hometown's sleazier bars. Should be interesting.
It's not entirely cosmetic; my eyelids are worse than on the top photo here ... bad enough that they are actually starting to affect my peripheral vision.
I wasn't very enthusiastic about the surgery, which is why I let it go so long, but I finally decided I've had enough. So for a couple of weeks i'm going to look as if I'm either in the relationship from hell, or as if I frequent My Hometown's sleazier bars. Should be interesting.

Will just have to improvise.
and (2) one of my cats seems to be quite intrigued by the stitches; he keeps trying to get his nose up close (thank goodness for spectacles) ... I'm wondering if he's thinking "Hoomin, you have a injury; here, I will help you keep it clean!" NOOOOOOOO ... get that sandpapery little tongue away from my stitches!!
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