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Everyone who has followed me over the past 2.5 months knows how I am a most lucky survivor of a horrible, surgical side-effect that occured after a routine, eye surgery that took place on July 30th of this year. . This shirt is a culmination of all that has transpired.
I still remember the doctors checking my ocular pressure the day after the surgery. It had gone from around 40, 2x the allowable limit, to a point where the instruments couldn't even read it for how low it was. My mom, who had brought me down for the surgery, had an ill feeling about this. However, the doctors insisted that it would be okay so long as I took it super easy. They further added that if I felt any extreme pain or eye discomfort that I should contact them immediately.
My mom wanted to stay in Pittsburgh to be safe, but I wanted to get to my sister's house, only 2 hours away, to focus on recovering before I headed back to my home and son. I was elated as my vision wasn't bloody or anything. Heck, I was able to see the water coming out of my sister's shower that night, which I thought was amazing for barely one day post-op.
That night, I went to sleep confident that I'd be able to safely to return to work no later than August 8th. Little did I know, though, what awaited me the next morning.
When I awoke, I could see the light from the window pushing through the eye patch I had on to protect my eye. I sat up eager to start my post-op meds until it happened...
Without warning, I felt the equivelent of an explosion burst from the back of my eye. I held back screaming as I closed my eye and broke out into a cold sweat. When I could finally open my eye, I saw nothing. Absolutely nothing.
I felt my days of sight were over. That glaucoma had finally one. However, despite this, I called my special number that goes directly to the doctor's assistant and said I was on my way back to Pittsburgh. I then began to throw-up as a combination of pain and extreme anxiety came over me. This lasted all the way from my sister's house to Pittsburgh where I hobbled with my cane into the eye center screaming how I was in an emergency situation and needed help getting up to see the doctor.
They rushed me up and told me the news. The blood vessels in my eye had burst and the back of my eye was filling with blood. This was the outcome feared due to my eye going from such a high ocular pressure to one that barely existed. I was rushed into surgery where they drained the blood from my eye.
You all know how the rest of this story goes, I had a rebleed the next day, was stuck blindly in UPMC hospital for two weeks, and then stayed two weeks in the McKee Family House on bedrest until the retina specialist was capable of going in and seeing what all the bleeding had done to it. A seven hour surgery later, I was put on left-side bedrest, but with my eye sight returned to me enough to finally see the flesh on my hands and food on my plate. It was wonderful. Two weeks later, I was cleared to go home where I continued a large left-side lying bedrest until I was cleared of that on my appointments on September 25th.
Now, at long last, my vision is returning to me. I can almost see arts again and am slowly, yet surely, getting my ability, with my special glasses, to see text on the screen. All things I need to return to my job. Hurray! This is especially awesome as the retina doctor's associate told me how most doctors wouldn't have even touched a case like mine. However, the doc I had loves challenges and boy did I give him one!
I have my next set of appointments coming up here on October 15th and 16th. The ones on the 16th are with the doctor who monitors my glaucoma and the retina specialist while the one on the 15th is to make sure 4 surgeries in one month didn't destroy my cornea.
When I found this shirt, I had to have it. My intention is to wear it when I see my glaucoma specialist, who did the July 30th, August 1st, and August 2nd surgeries, along with the retina specialist who put me back into the sighted world on August 23rd. The point being how all this trouble started out of a complication that was never intended. Hence, why I delight in the whole, "I just don't know what went wrong". My glaucoma specialist is one of the best and, as he put it, the bleeding would've happened whether I was in Pittsburgh or not. Just like Derpy, I just don't have much luck sometimes. *Shrugs*
I also feel Derpy's eyes are a good fit for me as my eyes are all messed up and have been that way since birth. So, Derpy's eyes along with the phrasing on the shirt should surely add for some light-hearted comedy when I see all the doctors who saved my sight.
I am Derpy Hooves. And, like her, I will always give my best no matter what my condition throws at me. *Flutters* Gabby-Gabby-Gaboo!
Now, does anyone have any muffins...?
I still remember the doctors checking my ocular pressure the day after the surgery. It had gone from around 40, 2x the allowable limit, to a point where the instruments couldn't even read it for how low it was. My mom, who had brought me down for the surgery, had an ill feeling about this. However, the doctors insisted that it would be okay so long as I took it super easy. They further added that if I felt any extreme pain or eye discomfort that I should contact them immediately.
My mom wanted to stay in Pittsburgh to be safe, but I wanted to get to my sister's house, only 2 hours away, to focus on recovering before I headed back to my home and son. I was elated as my vision wasn't bloody or anything. Heck, I was able to see the water coming out of my sister's shower that night, which I thought was amazing for barely one day post-op.
That night, I went to sleep confident that I'd be able to safely to return to work no later than August 8th. Little did I know, though, what awaited me the next morning.
When I awoke, I could see the light from the window pushing through the eye patch I had on to protect my eye. I sat up eager to start my post-op meds until it happened...
Without warning, I felt the equivelent of an explosion burst from the back of my eye. I held back screaming as I closed my eye and broke out into a cold sweat. When I could finally open my eye, I saw nothing. Absolutely nothing.
I felt my days of sight were over. That glaucoma had finally one. However, despite this, I called my special number that goes directly to the doctor's assistant and said I was on my way back to Pittsburgh. I then began to throw-up as a combination of pain and extreme anxiety came over me. This lasted all the way from my sister's house to Pittsburgh where I hobbled with my cane into the eye center screaming how I was in an emergency situation and needed help getting up to see the doctor.
They rushed me up and told me the news. The blood vessels in my eye had burst and the back of my eye was filling with blood. This was the outcome feared due to my eye going from such a high ocular pressure to one that barely existed. I was rushed into surgery where they drained the blood from my eye.
You all know how the rest of this story goes, I had a rebleed the next day, was stuck blindly in UPMC hospital for two weeks, and then stayed two weeks in the McKee Family House on bedrest until the retina specialist was capable of going in and seeing what all the bleeding had done to it. A seven hour surgery later, I was put on left-side bedrest, but with my eye sight returned to me enough to finally see the flesh on my hands and food on my plate. It was wonderful. Two weeks later, I was cleared to go home where I continued a large left-side lying bedrest until I was cleared of that on my appointments on September 25th.
Now, at long last, my vision is returning to me. I can almost see arts again and am slowly, yet surely, getting my ability, with my special glasses, to see text on the screen. All things I need to return to my job. Hurray! This is especially awesome as the retina doctor's associate told me how most doctors wouldn't have even touched a case like mine. However, the doc I had loves challenges and boy did I give him one!
I have my next set of appointments coming up here on October 15th and 16th. The ones on the 16th are with the doctor who monitors my glaucoma and the retina specialist while the one on the 15th is to make sure 4 surgeries in one month didn't destroy my cornea.
When I found this shirt, I had to have it. My intention is to wear it when I see my glaucoma specialist, who did the July 30th, August 1st, and August 2nd surgeries, along with the retina specialist who put me back into the sighted world on August 23rd. The point being how all this trouble started out of a complication that was never intended. Hence, why I delight in the whole, "I just don't know what went wrong". My glaucoma specialist is one of the best and, as he put it, the bleeding would've happened whether I was in Pittsburgh or not. Just like Derpy, I just don't have much luck sometimes. *Shrugs*
I also feel Derpy's eyes are a good fit for me as my eyes are all messed up and have been that way since birth. So, Derpy's eyes along with the phrasing on the shirt should surely add for some light-hearted comedy when I see all the doctors who saved my sight.
I am Derpy Hooves. And, like her, I will always give my best no matter what my condition throws at me. *Flutters* Gabby-Gabby-Gaboo!
Now, does anyone have any muffins...?
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*Giggles as his eyes widen while using your assistance to pull himself up on the table* Mmmm. *He raises a finger in the air before slamming his whole hand into the bowl, squeezing his fingers tight, and quickly cramming the muffin batter into his beak. Batter dripping from his mouth's side as a trail of dribble goes from the bowl, across the counter, and up his clothes* Mmmm-hmmmm. *Rubs his wet, messy hand on his shirt over his tummy* Delicious!
*Hugs back* On a plus side, it is cases like mine that make it possible for others who may follow in my footsteps to not suffer from similar fates. :)
For example, when I was born, glaucoma treatment was pretty hit-or-miss for those of us getting it out of the womb. However, when my son was born, they said they could manage it to where he'd be able to still drive a car despite being born with the condition. My son wasn't born with it, but it is nice knowing that folks like me can help advance medical science so people, especially cildren, do not have to deal with the things we did growing up. :)
For example, when I was born, glaucoma treatment was pretty hit-or-miss for those of us getting it out of the womb. However, when my son was born, they said they could manage it to where he'd be able to still drive a car despite being born with the condition. My son wasn't born with it, but it is nice knowing that folks like me can help advance medical science so people, especially cildren, do not have to deal with the things we did growing up. :)
<Lol!> Funny you should mention how girls seem to get the better shirts as, in case, it is a girl's shirt. A junior-sized girls shirt in which Tina ordered for me in size 3XL. Ironically, that size is like the equivelent of a male adult's somewhere between L and XL. :) Had to do some tuggin' so it didn't mush agaiinst my tummy, but I'm excited to go all Derpy to my appointment.
On a fun note, I actually didn't see this shirt so much recently as I did months ago. I was on https://www.equestriadaily.com and they had a link to Hot Topic where I saw this shirt and chuckled for its reference to the edited episode, "The Last roundup". After all this eye stuff, it came back to me in memory and Tina Bear helped me order it. Today, I can see it pretty okay. I can hardly wait till' I can see it fully as it is cute and so fitting for all that has happened.
On a fun note, I actually didn't see this shirt so much recently as I did months ago. I was on https://www.equestriadaily.com and they had a link to Hot Topic where I saw this shirt and chuckled for its reference to the edited episode, "The Last roundup". After all this eye stuff, it came back to me in memory and Tina Bear helped me order it. Today, I can see it pretty okay. I can hardly wait till' I can see it fully as it is cute and so fitting for all that has happened.
You and Toroth have really helped me to stay strong throughout this multi-month process of healing. For that, I am extremely thankful and appreciative. *Hugs*
As for the shirt, I saw it once while visiting https://www.equestriadaily.com. However, it fully came into play for this very situation coming up on Tuesday. Wish me luck! :)
As for the shirt, I saw it once while visiting https://www.equestriadaily.com. However, it fully came into play for this very situation coming up on Tuesday. Wish me luck! :)
Awesome shirt, I love Derpy because I have Dyspraxia which makes me a little clumsy - so I can kind of relate to her in that way. I have the comic con Derpy with my surprisingly large herd of toy ponies I've amassed in the past year. Still a little afraid to take her out the box, though I kinda wanna style her sometime...
Hope things continue on the upwards for your recovery!
Hope things continue on the upwards for your recovery!
Wowie-wow-wow! You got the Comic Con Derpy? You are most lucky ducky! I would've loved to get one, but I live on the East Coast and I heard those Derpys sold out like crazy! When I looked her up on eBay a few months back, I nearly laid a Yoshi egg to see they go for over $70!
For Comic Con, I would've absolutely have loved to get the motivational poster in which features Spike and reads "Ambition". Despite all my health setbacks regarding my eye, I always aspire to go as far as I can. Whether it is creatively or professionally.
I think lots of folks can relate with Derpy, which is why it is super sad she has been pretty much removed from the show due to some people reading into the word "Derpy" as being an insult to folks with MR. For those of us who have little quirks, or conditions, Derpy stood as a character to show it could be cool to be that little oddball amidst a town full of so called "Normal" people. Removing her, in my opinion, or even editing her is like saying individuals with differences should not be seen. This personally saddens me as it takes away from people understanding that not overone is perfect and that some of us may have special needs, or be a bit weird, but we're still people with a lot to give back if given a chance to do so.
For Comic Con, I would've absolutely have loved to get the motivational poster in which features Spike and reads "Ambition". Despite all my health setbacks regarding my eye, I always aspire to go as far as I can. Whether it is creatively or professionally.
I think lots of folks can relate with Derpy, which is why it is super sad she has been pretty much removed from the show due to some people reading into the word "Derpy" as being an insult to folks with MR. For those of us who have little quirks, or conditions, Derpy stood as a character to show it could be cool to be that little oddball amidst a town full of so called "Normal" people. Removing her, in my opinion, or even editing her is like saying individuals with differences should not be seen. This personally saddens me as it takes away from people understanding that not overone is perfect and that some of us may have special needs, or be a bit weird, but we're still people with a lot to give back if given a chance to do so.
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