This is all I have managed to knit this month. It is approximately half of a baby blanket. Just before my 60th birthday, I received the less than welcome news that I had cataracts. That was a real party pooper. But, strangely, it was also the catalyst for doing something that has been on my mind for years. I have had bad eyesight all my life. An optician once told me off for using the word "bad". I suppose there are others, such as restricting, limiting, challenging. But "bad" is what most people in my position use.
For the past few years, I have been watching developments in eye surgery techniques. There was an operation that would help me. But all eye surgery carries risks and I always told myself that I would only take the plunge if I had no choice. Being diagnosed with cataracts qualified as "no choice, get on with it". So I did.
My first surgery was on September 3rd and it went well. I can read and knit...slowly. The second op was supposed to have happened last week. But it was delayed for reasons far too boring for this blog. Until my second eye is fixed next month, my vision is going to be extremely unbalanced. I am currently very shortsighted in one eye and marginally longsighted in the other eye. I craft when the lighting is good, but I don't want to end up with eyestrain and headaches. So I am pacing myself very carefully.
The pattern for the blanket is Emily's Baby Blankie. I deliberately chose to knit it in my favourite blues to cheer myself up. One good side effect of cataract surgery is that blues look even bluer. I wasn't expecting that and I don't know how long ti will last. But it is a very welcome little gift.
Note to self: keeping informed is good. But Googling eye problems and operations can be a bad idea. There is such a thing as "too much information". Just saying!