Authors Are People Too Interview

The fabulous Lauren Royal recently interviewed me for her blog, and the post is live now. Her series of author interviews is called Authors Are People, Too, and I was allowed to talk about anything other than writing. Lauren asks great questions, so pop over and see my answers!

Here are the questions I answered:

What are your interests outside of writing? (Pop over to see my answer!)

If you could do something dangerous just once with no risk, what would you do? (Pop over to see my answer).

If you had to give up chocolate or alcohol, which would you choose or why? This one was a no-brainer for me. See if you can guess which it is before you pop over (to see my answer).

What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever collected? Oh, boy, that’s asking a lot! I’m pretty weird. Which you’ll find out (way more than you ever wanted to) if you pop over

What’s the worse job you’ve ever had? Hint: No, it wasn’t when I worked in a prison. You won’t find out unless you…

What’s your guilty pleasure? Poppity-pop!

Would you rather meet your great-great-grandparents or your great-great-grandchildren? Which would you choose? I know what I said…Pop!

– You just won $100,000, and you have to spend it all on yourself today. No saving, no gifts, no charity allowed. What are you going to buy?  (You try answering that) —> Pop on over! Here’s the link.

Thank you, Lauren, for asking such great questions.

Explaining My Absence

I have been away from the blog so long because (1) of my recovery from the PRK touch-up in my right eye, which, again, has resulted in my desktop computer drying out my eye; (2) I accompanied my husband on a business trip to Quebec for a week; and (3) well, how can you tell that I’m under the weather, because I can’t remember three!

Addressing (2) – I’ll post a few piccies of the Quebec trip in a few days. I’ve ordered a pair of Gunnars computer glasses and hope that when I receive them I’ll able to spend more time at the desktop, which is where I update the blog. For now, I’m editing a manuscript on Daisy, my netbook.

If you’ve never heard of Gunnars, I sort of found about them by accident. A friend aware of my difficulty with dry eyes following surgery told me she had seen “computer glasses” with yellow lenses that cut down on blue glare in a major department store. So I went looking. And I found some Foster Grants, but they’re reading glasses. And I don’t need reading glasses. I just need something to cut down the glare. Some Internet searching took me to the Gunnars website, and now I am awaiting my pair. I’ll let you know what I think.

It’s been six weeks since I had the right eye (my distance eye) corrected for the second time. This time I had PRK surgery, which has a much longer recovery period than the SBK surgery I had fourteen months ago. About ten days post-surgery, I could see 20/30 in the eye doctor’s office, whereas before the surgery I had fallen from near 20/20 vision down to 20/50 over a period of six months. I’ve been told that 20/30 for 10 days post-PRK is good.

At the four week post-PRK surgery, I was seeing at around 20/25 and 20/30, so not much improvement. That was two weeks ago. My vision was much clearer than at the 10 day appointment, but I had developed a sort of double vision which especially affects me when reading something in the distance and making me very glad I still have driving glasses to allow the left eye to take over for driving.

The double vision is a bit disconcerting, although it’s getting better as the weeks progress. I am now at 6 weeks post-surgery and I won’t see the eye doctor again until the 3 month point, where the goal is that I’ll be seeing 20/20. In about the last ten days, I have begun noticing an improvement in the double vision, which is a weird sort of experience in that I CAN see, for example, the name of an elementary school nearby as I’m walking the dog, but I also see a ghost image of the name right above the real name. However, now I’m noticing that if I lower my head and look out the top of my eye, the ghost image goes away. At first it was if I lifted my head and looked out the bottom of my eye, the ghost image would go away. Now it’s the top. My fervent hope is that over the next several weeks I will be able to look through the MIDDLE of my eye and not see the ghost images. Cross your fingers!

Before the PRK touch-up, the eye doctor could not get me to see 20/20 out of my right eye even with corrective lenses. I do have great hope, considering the clarity of what I can see out of the top of my eye 🙂 that even if I will eventually still require driving glasses, that I will be able to see distance clearly enough for everyday activities that don’t involve getting behind the wheel.

The last time I posted, WHERE SHE BELONGS was on the Paid Bestseller lists for Amazon Kindle following a very successful free run in which I gave away over 96,000 copies of the book worldwide! I have some other commentary and stats I’d like to share with you, hopefully later this week. Now that WHERE SHE BELONGS is back on paid status, however, the book continues to sell very well. I should surpass having sold 1000 copies either today or tomorrow. Sales are also up for HEAD OVER HEELS, Deceiving Derek, and Catching Claire. More about all of that soon!

Sticking Up My Eyeball

I haven’t blogged in a while. That’s because, on Jan. 11th, I had touch-up laser eye surgery on my right eye—the distance eye. The eye that didn’t “take” when I originally had laser surgery on both eyes over a year ago. Today I had my third post-op follow-up appointment, however, so it’s time for a report. And then, unless I have something newsworthy to announce, I will take a break from blogging until my right eye can withstand the bright, 21-inch desktop screen. Right now I’m wearing my Panama hat to help shield the brightness. As I’m editing BORROWING ALEX for re-issue, I’m finding it much easier on my eye to work on my netbook and check email, etc. on my iPad.

Back to the surgery…

I went in January 11th expecting to have the SBK procedure, which is what I had last year. However, the optometrist had warned me that if my “flap” (created by LASIK and SBK) was resistant to lifting, I might have to have PRK (I’d link to articles explaining the differences in the surgeries, but I don’t want to spend more time here than necessary, and if you Google PRK versus SBK, or PRK versus LASIK, you’ll find them). (P.S. when my son had PRK, the cost for the LASIK and PRK were the same; when I had SBK, it was quite a bit more expensive. The idea is the benefits of achieving best vision quickly make up for the cost. However, when you experience a regression, like I did, in retrospect the extra money would have been better spent elsewhere).

The flap was resistant to lifting. This is something they don’t discover until you’re flat on the table with your head squished in a pliable pillow thingy, your eyeball frozen, a bit of drugs flowing through your veins, and the surgeon attempts to lift the flap with an “instrument.” I didn’t get a look at this “instrument,” and I didn’t want to. If it had looked anything like a scalpel, or even a crochet hook, I would have been all that much more nervous.

Despite the Atavan, and despite that I had experienced surgery in both eyes before, I was nervous. I like to think the surgeons have everything under control, but of course I never believe that until it’s over.

So my surgeon is digging around in my eye with the “instrument,” trying to lift my flap. I felt him try four places. I thought maybe the flap was lifting and he just needed to pry all four places loose. So I just held my breath and tried to remain calm. Then I heard him utter, “Damn it.” That was during the fourth flap-lifting attempt. He inhaled, sat back and said, “I’m sorry, Cindy. This isn’t going to work.”

I thought, Crap, they’re going to send me home. Because that’s what a technician had mentioned—that if the flap couldn’t be lifted, they would send me home and “try PRK another time.” PRK is when, instead of lifting your flap, they “melt” (my word for it) the top layer of your eyeball off. Well, they don’t really melt it off. They use a little brush type of thing to sweep it off. My son had PRK two years ago, and I watched his surgery on the TV screen in the waiting room. I thought the sweeping off of the epithelium (after it had been doused with a VERY cold solution) would feel horrid. But, actually, now that I’ve experienced SBK and PRK, I far prefer the PRK. The surgeon stepped away from my head after telling me that my eye had already been traumatized and so they wouldn’t send me home. They would proceed to the PRK. They then needed to switch things around a bit, so I just laid there.

Once we got going again, they added more freezing agent to my eye, then, as far as I can remember, swamped it with the ice-cold solution, then brushed off the epithelium, which was nowhere near as horrendous as I expected. If I had to do it again (and I don’t think I can ever do it again—if this time doesn’t work, I’m out of luck), if I had to do it for the first time, I’d choose PRK. Now, you might think I’m saying this because the SBK didn’t work. And that’s partly it. Why not give the PRK a try? But I somehow also thought the PRK would be a worse experience; however, I discovered I prefer the sweeping away of my epithelium to a suction cup clamping my eye while a laser makes an incision in the epithelium.

Once the SBK or PRK preparation has occurred, the procedure is the same from there. You focus on these little red lights that make zapping sounds (and you smell your hair burning, but it’s not really your hair, it’s the lasering of your eye). Because this was a touch-up, I didn’t see as many red lights or smell as much burning or hear as many zapping sounds as I had last year. The nice thing about laser eye surgery is it’s over very fast.

Then a technician helped me up, and I spotted a teddy bear by one machine. “What’s the teddy bear for?” I asked.

“If someone’s very scared, we’ll give them the bear to hold.”

“I was very scared!!”

I guess I wasn’t as scared as I’d thought.

Recovering from SBK, for me, was horrific the first day as the eyes unthawed. And my eyes were super dry for months afterward. This year, with PRK, I knew from my son’s and others’ experiences that the third or fourth day is generally the worst, and this stood true for me. I didn’t have that much discomfort on days 1 and 2 (however, I had only had a touch-up, not a full-on eye-frying), but day 3 was a nasty little witch. This year, I was prepared. I had purchased eye drops up the whazoo of the brands and types that I had experimented with over the last twelve months when it became apparent that the regular old eye drops they supply you with weren’t going to work.

The day after surgery, I returned for my first post-op. With SBK, I was seeing at 20/20 minus one on day one (which means I missed one letter on the 20/20 chart). However, my astigmatism did not go away from the treatment and by the time I reached 3 months post-surgery my eye was reading 20/30 (what a normal person could see at 30 feet, I could see at 20 feet). Last summer and this fall, my vision had regressed even more, to 20/50 (what a normal person can see at 50 feet, I could see at 20 feet…you can understand how that might have annoyed me).

Well, today, ten days post-surgery, I am back to 20/30, which is good for PRK recovery at this time. Unlike SBK or LASIK, with PRK you can’t expect to be back at work or driving after 72 hours. Luckily, my left eye, my reading eye, didn’t require a revision treatment, so I found that I could read and use the iPad within two or three days…as long as I kept my right eye plenty saturated with eye drops.

As well as my eye not being as dry from the revision, my eye isn’t as light-sensitive as it was last year. It’s sensitive, just not as much. I go back again a month post-surgery (about three weeks), and I look forward to reporting even more progress. The optometrist was very happy with my progress today. With PRK it takes about 6-8 weeks before you know where you really stand, and you see the clinic again at 3 months and 6 months. It can take up to six months to achieve your best vision.

Cross your fingers that the touch-up works! So far, I’m happy.

By the way, I do have some good news to report, but I must save it for another day. Time to get off the desktop and douse my eye in drops!

Post-Laser Eye Surgery Report: 9 Months

“Seeing” (get it?) as some of you have been following my progress (or lack thereof) following SBK laser eye surgery in December 2011, I thought I’d offer yet another follow-up. I went to see the clinic again last week.

The good news is, they think a touch-up can help me. The bad news is I’m not confident how much it can help me. My left eye remains bionic—it’s wonderful at reading close (which is what it was designed to do) and it’s not too shabby in the near-to-mid-distance department. I am in love with my left eye.

My right eye is the one that requires a touch-up. I had measurements taken last week and compared to the measurements taken 6 or 8 weeks previous. The measurements haven’t changed all that much, and that’s good. There’s always going to be some fluctuations. The eye guy can’t see anything on the surface of my right eye that might be hampering my vision. That’s good, too. However…and this is where my disappointment comes in…At this nine-month point, I simply could not stand going without glasses for driving any longer. I know from this whole experience that you’re allowed to have pretty crappy vision and be considered legal to drive. Honestly, I’m amazed how bad your vision can be and you’re “legal.” It’s ridiculous.

I no longer care if I’m “legal” or not, I like clear vision when I’m driving. And, I’m attending the Novelists Inc. conference in a couple of weeks. Which means I’m going to be in a few airports and in a hotel (and catching some Broadway—it’s only a minor addiction), and I need to be able to see to enjoy a successful conference. Just in case a plane is late, I can’t be squinting up at monitors. I need to glance and go.

So…I decided that even though I should be getting my laser surgery touch-up before the end of the year, I wanted driving glasses now and glasses to take to the conference.

Luckily, I never gave away my old frames, so this meant getting one lens replaced that I would eventually need for night driving anyway (the left eye—the reading eye) and getting the right lens temporarily replaced until after I have my touch-up. I decided I could live with that extra expense. So I had the laser clinic write me up a prescription.

It never occurred to me that I would not be able to see distance clearly with a glasses prescription! Yet that is what’s happened.

My left eye, the bionic eye, can see fantastic distance with the glasses while driving. But my right eye, even with glasses, I STILL can’t see distance clearly. And I could see distance clearly with glasses before laser eye surgery, thank you very much.

I am hoping this is a temporary condition. One of the reasons the clinic didn’t schedule me for touch-up surgery now is that my right eye wasn’t seeing clearly in the office, with the aid of the doctor’s fancy machines. At the last check-up, I could see clearly when he passed this little monocle thing in front of my eye. Last week, I couldn’t. Somehow I thought I would be able to see clearly with the glasses, but nope.

So something is going on with my right eye. The eye doc has prescribed a steroid eye drop to take in my right eye three times a day. It’s supposed to help with irritation and/or inflammation. My next appointment is mid-November, after I return from White Plains, NY. Cross your eyelashes that I can see clearly at that point (I mean with the aid of lenses) because then we can schedule the touch-up.

In the end, I might have to accept that I will never again see distance clearly out of my right eye, even with a touch-up and even, after that, wearing glasses. I might have to be content with better mid-distance vision and then letting my left do all the work when I’m driving.

Anyway, you know when you read the fine print about how you might never be able to achieve your “best personal vision”? I think that’s what’s happening. The eye guy is hoping the steroid drops (not as strong as the drops I used when recovering last winter) will do the trick. And so am “eye.” 🙂

Eight Month Eye Report

I skipped out on my six-month follow-up report for the laser eye surgery I had last December. If you want to read the whine-fest for my recovery at the three-month point, click here.

The reason I didn’t post at the six-month point is because SNAFU and FUBAR were having their wicked way with me. Not only had my eyes not improved any at the six-month point, but my prescription had gotten a little worse. I’m only talking about the right eye, which was set for distance. My left eye, which was set for reading, is amazing. No problems at all.

So, at six months I learned that my vision was still on the down slide and that my astigmatism, which the surgery was supposed to address, had not gone away. My eye guy dutifully faxed his findings to the laser eye surgery clinic in another town, and I knew from talking to the clinic at the three-month point that I was to wait a few days, maybe a week if the surgeon was on holidays, to hear back.

So I waited. And I waited. And then I waited some more.

After three weeks, I thought surely he must have returned from holiday by now–that is, if he’d left in the first place. So I called. Nope, they hadn’t received a fax from my optometrist on June 16th. Phone call to Eye Guy. Yes, they’d sent it off and had the time stamp to prove it. Of course, it was close to the end of a work day.

Phone call back to the laser eye clinic. Oops. Guess they did send it to us. Wonder what happened to it? Can they please send it again?

I guess a mouse ate the faxed report. Whatever. On around July 7th it was sent again, and by the time I heard from the laser eye clinic that they wanted to see me do some scans, I was just about to leave for the RWA National Conference in Anaheim. So we scheduled my exam for August 15th, this week. Eight months practically exactly since I had the surgery.

The result? Good news! Well, the bad news first is that my eye is even worse than it was at six months. But the culprit isn’t just the distance. It’s my astigmatism. The distance and the astigmatism combined have been FUBARing all over the place. However, I don’t have severe dry eye. I just feel like I need drops all the time because my poor right eye is trying to focus on SOMETHING and is having a devil of a time.

The upshot of all this is that there IS, thank God, enough prescription, as they call it, that I qualify for an “enhancement.” Another word for this is a “touch-up.” WHEN to have the touch-up is the question. I don’t want to have the touch-up until we’re reasonably assured that my right eye vision is stable in its crapability. So I’m going back in six weeks, and we’ll see how crappy my vision is then.

In the meantime, I am “legal” for driving. But I only feel safe driving in bright sunlight. No twilight or night time or rainy driving for me. Snow would totally freak me out.

I will most likely, after the enhancement, still feel the need for driving glasses for certain situations (like long drives at night), but as long as I don’t feel the need for glasses every time I leave the house (or even watching TV lately), I’ll be happy. After all, life consists of more than staring at a computer screen, although both eyes can perform that feat remarkably well.

Cross your fingers that I get a green light in 6 weeks and that the resulting enhancement is a success. I’m not pleased to have to re-experience the recovery period but if I get a decent right eye out of the deal, I will be SUPER HAPPY. You can bet on it.

Cindy Bakes a Cake: The Twitter Feed

Ever wonder about those people who tweet while they’re watching Toddlers & Tiaras or cutting the grass? Well, I have. I’ve wondered how they can enjoy what they’re watching or doing while under the stress of tweeting every two seconds. So yesterday I decided to put Power Tweeting to the test (here’s a link to my Twitter feed, if you’re interested. I’m not over there all that much. Honest.)

I probably lost a few followers during the cake-making process, but it was actually fun. I tweeted about baking my first “from scratch” cake in over twenty years. You see, today’s my father’s 80th birthday (Happy Birthday, Dad!), and I wanted to do something special for him. When my kids were little, I iced the most amazing cakes for their birthdays. One sweltering summer night, when we had no air-conditioning, I spent 4 hours decorating a Bert-and-Ernie-shaped cake. All those shirt stripes! All those colors! My son loved it, but little did he know…I used cake mix. I have always used cake mix, no matter how fancy the decorating (I’m an awesome decorator). I’m too lazy to bake cake from scratch. Mainly because I don’t usually like cake, so it’s not worth the effort. I’m more a chocolate mousse girl. However, Youngest Son’s girlfriend (G-2 for the purposes of this blog) is an excellent baker, and she makes the most Divine Chocolate Raspberry Torte ever! It is DELISH. I wanted to make my own Divine Chocolate Raspberry Torte for my dad.

Note, G-2 is of those bakers who doesn’t have the recipe written down. She had to type up the instructions special for me. My mother is like this. These “natural” bakers and gourmet cooks will trip you up if you’re not careful.

The resulting Twitter feed:

  •  Googling “How to Separate an Egg.” I had an egg separator but it broke after 20 years of non-use (it fell off its perch!)
  •  What, this is a Canadian recipe! “4 oz bakers’ chocolate.” How big is a freaking ounce? How many SQUARES of chocolate?
  •  Eat 1/2 cup of brown sugar. Guaranteed you will not want to taste brown sugar again for at least six months.
  •  “Find two pots roughly same size so one fits snugly atop the other.” Uh, shouldn’t that be Use a double boiler? (note my superior tone here).
  •  tip – cut up the chocolate. It will melt faster.
  •  Tip – “stir until mixture makes a smooth custard” = let it thicken. (I had to think about that one!)
  •  Frantically phone son’s gf to find out what to do with the custard! Not mentioned in recipe! Hint – it goes into the batter.
  •  Lick the beaters clean of cake batter, because you’re going to need them to beat egg whites.
  •  Eat more brown sugar. Only one Tbsp. this time.
  •  Schedule trip to corner store to replace large Hershey’s bar needed for chocolate shavings, because you ate it two nights ago.
  •  The cake is in the oven! I can not be foiled! Wash dishes to prepare for Round 2.
  •  Play Scrabble on Facebook while cake layers bake.
  •  Increase baking time from 25 min to 30 min because these toothpicks are damn sticky!!
  •  Adjust baking time to 32 minutes, curse stupid oven, and kill spider on stove top.
  •  32 minutes is perfect! Time for Round 2. The filling.
  •  Tip. Do not shove measuring cup just used to measure cocoa powder into icing sugar bag.
  •  Don’t believe husband on your way out the door for replacement chocolate bar when he says you don’t have cake batter on your face.
  •  Son’s gf is right. At least one of the two cake layers will fall apart when cutting it in half. Put on bottom of cake plate.
  •  Next time don’t be so quick to show her up by cutting layer in half too quickly. (See how I resisted the urge to edit out the redundant quickly?)
  •  Don’t buy fresh raspberries for chocolate whip cream/raspberry filling b/c you’ll only eat them the day before.
  •  Congratulate self on buying rotating cake plate in 1985.
  •  Resist urge to eat chocolate whip cream filling while assembling four layers of cake BECAUSE YOU WILL RUN OUT.
  •  Shove frozen raspberries into gaps on sides of cake. Artfully, so as to appear on purpose.
  •  Another pack of fresh raspberries in fridge! I didn’t eat them all. Arrange around cake base. Chocolate shavings on top!
  •  “Chocolate shavings” really means “curlicues.” Finally, a use for the side of grater with three horizontal holes.
  •  Shove broken pieces of leftover chocolate bar between cake layers (thought of this all on my own! Helps balance the layers).
  •  Put in fridge overnight for tomorrow’s party. I have conquered G-2’s Divine Chocolate Raspberry Torte!

The Proof:

Go on, admit it. You’re impressed.