seeing blue(ish)

A sizable chunk of today was spent waiting for Alice to have cataract surgery in her right eye (the left one will happen in a few months - scheduling things can get complicated, in the summer); waiting for her to from the immediate discomfort; putting drops in her eye ... I lie: handing her little bottles while she put drops in her eye, since I don't seem to inspire confidence as a drop-dispenser, and as someone who suffers from dry eyes, she's used to it.  I breathed a deep sigh of relief: I dreaded putting in drops after my father's glaucoma treatments.

And so, very soon, she should be able to see blue properly again, instead of a muted bluey-grey.  Ironic, then, that the Keck waiting room should have quite dreadful faded landscapes in a blue-ish color; an off-blue water dispenser, and so on (and if I see these object in this shade, I imagine that cataract sufferers must see a very sullen grey indeed).

The patient is doing very well - at least, so it seems to me: check-up first thing in the morning ...