Well yesterday was the day! I only told mum the date of her op the day before because I knew she would worry. She was fine when I told her. Come the day though, I had a phone call to say she wasn’t going. Two hours later, after tantrums and shouting, she agreed to go. She lives alone, so losing her vision is not an option. She then forgot where we were going and told the dr on the ward that she was there for a blood test. After flirting with the surgeon, she happily went to theatre. After care is going to be difficult with two lots of drops n7merous times a day - we were promised community nurses but now they can only do two visits a day. She was also promised sedation for the op but didn’t get it. The eye mask was off within the hour because she couldn’t remember what it was. God help us when the other eye is done!