Shannon went to another eye clinic Monday. There was not much they could tell her, really. The woman who performed the evaluation told her that dropping her current doctor was an option, the major drawback that she would be worked up and billed just like a new patient.
Barring any further difficulties, she’s going to stick with her current doctor. He didn’t actually “mess up” her surgery; Shannon just happens to fall into the 5% who have moderate post-op blurriness. In fact, he’s a leader in Lasik and IntraLasik. He’s just as warm as a robot.
The good news?
She can get a new pair of glasses to keep her from having a three-month headache.
Sunday, my friend J and I bought 128 square feet of 3/4″ plywood to put in our attic. We cut the first 4′ x 8′ sheet into halves and nailed them in place. That gave us a place to set the scrap carpet and vinyl flooring left up there by the builders. I told J there was no reason for both of us to be up there hammering nails in the baking heat. We cut the rest of the boards, and made shallow channels for lots of wires that the builders just draped across the beams.
I plan to nail the rest of the boards in place Wednesday after work. Then we finally can move much of the clutter from the garage.
In a related DIY story, I helped my buddy Alvis tear out and replace some drywall that got soaked when a water heater seam burst. No, it’s not a “hot water” heater. That looks even dumber than it sounds.
Before pic on left, after pic on right. He and his wife learned how to hang and tape drywall when they did some mission work. All of it was a first for me. Ripping out a wall feels good. I reminisced about the “What’s Happenin'” episode wherein the gang believes treasure sits behind Roger’s walls.