In May of 2019, I began having issues with my prosthetic eye. Amazingly, it has taken about 31 months for me to reach a point where I have some confidence that the problem may be fixed.
In October, I had my third surgery in about 2.5 years on my right eye. This latest surgery was to tighten my eyelid so it would better hold a prosthetic in place. Today, I finally got the new prosthetic. This time, I had the eye painted real blue. It doesn’t look like my cloudy left eye, but it looks more like my eyes did when I was younger. At least that’s what I’m hoping for now.
If all goes well, I will not need to do anything but get the new eye polished every six months for a decade or so.
Since I haven’t warn a prosthetic since May, I’m getting used to the feeling of one again. But I know in a day or so, barring unexpected problems, my eye shouldn’t bother me for roughly a decade.
I has taken way too long to reach this point, but I’m so glad to finally be here. While I am long since accepting of the reality that my eyes will never appear to be what’s considered “normal,” I’m glad to have a prosthetic again. It is healthier, safer, and more comfortable.
So, there’s a little good news as I wind down the year.