I extended my original planned trip and decided to start my cataract surgeries (they aren’t ever done the same day; they’re usually 2 weeks apart or more). If I ever doubted I’m ready to have cataracts removed, this trip has confirmed it’s time. I rented a sedan, and I’m so low to the ground, the headlights from cars behind me are hitting me at a bad angle in my mirror, blinding me. At home I’ve successfully avoided night driving for a long time as Dan or the kids chauffeur me around when it gets dark, but here it’s been necessary. The glare and halos of car lights and streetlights is too much for my eyes. It’s scared me a few times. So I’m ready. The left cataract comes out Monday. Eek! I’m so excited. I want to see well again.
