Phew

So, Grandma survived the cataract surgery, as did I.  Before they took her back she asked if I wanted to watch the operation and I about fell over.  Perhaps she forgot about a little blood induced fainting spell I had two weeks ago.  Sadist.

Anyway, she was a champ!  Poked with needles, tubes running all over the place, nurses in and out, drops and drops and drops in her eyes, she was great!

Now she's tired and has a big wonky patch on her face.  I suspect she'll nap most of today.