I Tried to Participate in My Cataract Surgery

I dressed as they had suggested; comfortable slacks, a t-shirt, and my comfy dollar store shoes. It was the day of my first cataract surgery. I was looking forward to seeing better. When I arrived in the surgical unit, they asked if I had to go to the bathroom before they hooked me up to the heart monitor, put drops in my eyes, and put an I-V in my arm. I politely said no to the bathroom visit.

I was not anxious, but to fight any anxiety that might come, I silently recited as many Bible verses as possible. Waiting for the surgery was not bad, but suddenly, I had to go to the bathroom. My nurse disconnected the monitor and showed me the way. I was delighted to see the bathroom. Soon I was back in my bed, hooked to the monitor, and ready for surgery. Ten minutes later, they rolled number seven by my bed and into surgery.

I was number eight; I knew that I would be next. After a short meeting with my Doctor and the Anesthesiologist, they began rolling me to the operating room. I only remember half the ride; I was out. They must have administered the anesthesia on the way to the room because I do not remember arriving there.

After being out for a while, I began to see different shapes out of my left eye. Did I wake up? I heard someone say, “Why is this so hard?” Being a helper by nature, I moved my right hand toward my eye and said, “I can help.”  They told me I did not need to help and to keep my hand down. I saw an oval shape and then what felt like a half cup of liquid in my eye.  I do not remember anything else; I was out again.

I woke up in recovery talking to the nurse. She sat me up and gave me some water to drink. The water tasted good. I hadn’t had anything to eat or drink since midnight.

Everyone was on their “A” game that day. I had no pain, but I did have a large patch covering my left eye. Soon I was in the car and on my way home. I enjoyed telling my wife the story of how I tried to help with my cataract surgery. I was wide awake, so we stopped at one of our favorite restaurants. I ordered a broasted chicken dinner. We conversed and enjoyed a great meal. After lunch, we went home. I slept most of the day and all through the night. I can only surmise that after helping with the surgery, I was exhausted. Call me Dr. Bill.

Published by People Pastor Dr. Bill Fix

Bill Fix loves people as he lives a fulfilling life. He has written several books and has continued to minister as "The People Pastor" since his retirement as a Lead Pastor. His most incredible thrill is witnessing people excel in their spiritual life. He was a Lead Pastor for thirty-seven years and has equipped hundreds of people to do various ministries in their church and community. Currently, he is a Director on the Board at Community Care Services and is a member of The Taylor Substance Abuse Prevention Task Force. Pastor Bill and his faithful wife Dottie recently celebrated fifty years of marriage. They have two adult daughters married to Godly men, four grandchildren, and are looking forward to being Great Grandparents. Pastor Bill and Dottie are blessed. Pastor Bill Fix began his pastoral career as a children's pastor and has written several children's books. He gives his parents credit for grounding him with principles and truths about life. He knows what good parenting is. His book New Dad Genius is for new dads. Pastor Bill and his entire family have performed illusion programs for hundreds of audiences in and outside the church as a hobby and ministry. He has used ventriloquism, puppetry, art, comedy and more to illustrate a message and put smiles on faces. The People Pastor Bill Fix has a ThD, enjoys education, and has many hobbies like writing, fishing, and spending time with family and friends. This author is a popular officiant at weddings, funerals, home dedications, and other pastoral services. He desires to be a blessing as he lives out Matthew 5:16, his life verse. His books reflect who Pastor Bill is and what he believes.

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