Freaking out. Sitting in the procedure waiting room. On delay. Just having them come at me with a knife. To my eye. No big deal.
I just don’t do eyes.
And then the post image concerns…. scar tissue. missing eye lashes. ugh.
The other one being removed is upper corner and can’t see to get the picture.
Two eyes; two procedures. —> two needles and syringes; two blades; two cauteries.
And a prayer that 3mg of Ativan can get me through this. I’m really thinking I should have brought more…