No News is Good News?

Well, the retinal specialist went into Nick's eye this morning and removed about 90% of the blood. The doc still couldn't see much, but thinks the retina looked fine. That's good news and bad, because the retina is one of the few things you can fix (sometimes), and if it's not the retina, it's likely (but not necessarily) to be something unfixable. The key will be if Nick can detect light once his eye heals from all this, and that can take a few weeks.

The lens was either shattered or was thrust out of the gash in his eye during impact. So if he does have some sense of light now that most of the blood was sucked out, a lens replacement (same operation as for cataracts, I believe) can be done to actually see something. But that's getting ahead of ourselves.

The good news is that Nick was well sedated during the vitrectomy (aware but not uncomfortable) so not nearly as bad as we were led to believe. It was "the best I've felt in two weeks," according to my beautiful pirate.

It was strongly suggested I go to the car wash while waiting, so you can see that your Nick is still the same Nick. Driving back in the shiny, dripping-inside-and-out Land Rover I noticed that directly behind the Surgery Center was a Hobby Lobby. What are the chances of that? Nothing like the 80%-off aisle to help focus the daze, and I found a couple of little things to make the girls' day when we get back tomorrow.