Took a nap after seeing the doc. While I like my doctor, the fact that he's Egyptian and has the first name Amit is of some concern to me, since I don't want him turning into a giant croc and eating me after surgery.(j/k. He's actually quite nice other than submitting me to torture today during the exam.)
Anyway, here's the scoop. He confirmed that I do have cataracts, ones common in diabetics. Which I'd never heard of, but then I get hit with the rare stuff. The bad: I have to have my eye lenses removed and replaced. The good: he just got a clinical trial on bifocal lenses for people in my situation, and since I was the first case to walk in the door, I get to be a guinea pig. Which means one hell of a discount. The ugly: One of the tests he had to run involved numbing my left eye, dropping a bowl on it, then filling said bowl with water and shining a red light down through. It was like water boarding, only with eyes and I paid for the privilege.
Another good thing is I get early morning surgery thanks to being diabetic. Seems you can't eat after midnight before surgery (I guess they worry I go from cute mogwai to ugly gremlin on the table?), so therefore I have to go in early to keep my blood sugar normalized.
Surgery is as of now scheduled for about 8:30 March 4th. They say I don't get full sedation, but I may just ask for it, since theidea of seeing things coming at my eyes scared the living crap out of me.