Seriously…?

My appointment with the eye surgeon went a bit better than I hoped. Especially considering I was so sure that he was going to order my face sliced open that day for emergency surgery.

But not today!

Yeah…

Hes ordered a CT-Scan and an Optic X-Ray (I forget the exact term for it), and once those tests are done, I will know what exactly is going to happen.

I hope.

The night before was a terrifying experiance, which involved a nice crying breakdown of truly cowardly amounts.

I threw a tantrum over the idea of going, yeah, I was that scared. It seems that each time I see a doctor lately its something awful and bizarre.

I do feel a bit relieved, a bit of research into this surgeon reveled that he is VERY skilled, I actually saw one of his patients in the waiting room, who had surgery about two weeks ago, and the facial scarring is minimal.

It was a huge weight lifted off, since I was very terrified of having horrible facial scarring. I aint that pretty, but the bits of my face are fairly nice, and I want to keep them that way.

I didnt realize just how vain I was until the terror of horrible facial scars hit me.

But, I will truck on I guess, now that its not AS scary.

Now I just have to wait for Mr. Crankypants to hurry up with reinstalling Photoshop on my machine, I have a pile of sketches that need to scanned and finished.