It's DAY 4 following DALK and I thought I'd put up a post describing my experience. Apologies if it rambles.
INTRO BIT...
I was diagnosed with KC in '96, only my left eye was really effected, the treatment offered was a 'rigid' RGP lenses which despite perseverance was intolerable after about 3 hours of use. i left things for a few years then on advice from my optician was referred to QVH E,Grinstead; I was then on cyclosporin for a long time, one of the remarkable improvements back then was curing my light sensitivity (initially I couldn't look at the light on the consultants microscopes without my eyes streaming and had to have my eyelids held open)
5 years ago I had INTACs implanted in my left eye, one of which extruded (worked its way out) a few weeks after insertion. After it healed I had the remaining INTAC re-positioned and my eyesight settled at LH 6/19 and RH 6/4.8 with glasses.
I was always told that I might end up with a graft but was never pushed, I think the consultants were doing some skilled expectation management.
My sight was ok, I had halos and ghost images particularly when night driving but all quite tolerable. My brain was very good at sorting out rogue messages but I noticed that I was squinting at my work PC and straining a fair bit. I am also I'm finding work a constant reminder that my stereo vision is rubbish, I can't use microscopes very effectively and any assembly/soldering is hysterical to watch as I can't get parts to touch.
I was originally given the 9th of Jan as my op date but this was postponed the day before due to lack of material, this was naturally frustrating, I'd spent about a month re-organising project dates at work and delegating stuff and my wife had re-arranged her work and childcare. More importantly I was also mentally prepared for the trip into the unknown, so I had to wait a bit longer.. Last Friday I found out that Monday was go and given my fasting instructions, I got a call on Sunday night to make sure that I was going to be able to get in thru' the snow.
THIS WEEK...
Monday, day of op, Woke at 6am and had last drop of water.
7:45 arrived at QVH East Grinstead, shown my room and unpacked my slippers, PJs and dressing gown (if you don't have these then get them) - went for a quick eye-test and met my surgeon and signed consent form and asked if I had any questions. Back to room and given some fetching green stocking socks and a smock and told to relax, op was expected to be on at 10:30 2 people in front. Told to be ready at 10.
9:30 told to get ready quickly as a previous patient couldn't get in because of the snow.
10am positioned on surgical bed and all wrapped up in blankets by the recovery nurses then talking to the anesthetist, she's keen that I have a couple of puffs on my Ventolin, which I left in my room! (I only use it for my dog allergy and I couldn't see any around) a tube is put into my arm, just a slight prick, the tube is like TYGON, soft and flexible, no discomfort.
Left for a while to stare at the ceiling and listen to the nurses banter, it's dry and witty, a guy that is wheeled out of theatre is told he's lucky - he got first go on the instruments and they'll be blunt for next one in

Wheeled into theater, clipped up to the monitors and sedated, then I'm out.
just gone 2pm. Waking up in recovery, my arms are held by a nurse and I'm being told to be still as I'm trying to rub my eye where they've put in lubrication, I feel groggy but no pain. My mouth feels like Ghandis flipflops - I'm given some sips of water and a cup of tea and biscuits. The tea is fab -the biscuits less so, struggling to salivate.
I'm walked back to my room and given more tea and lots of water. I'm wearing an eyeshield and eyepad
It's suggested that I sleep off the effects of G.A. this is easier said than done, hospitals aren't quiet.
At some point my surgeon visits and tells me I've had a successful DALK operation it took a long time apparently as there are a few methods they can use.
Here's something I never knew - it's difficult to urinate following a G.A. I should have sat down as it took ages

I feel great - even the hospital grub tastes good.
Later, it's more comfortable in a darkened room, I'm given a paracetamol - my eye feels like it's been poked and the nurses pop in now and then to give me eyedrops
After a visit from my lovely wife I settle down to sleep, I'm lucky as I don't have to hold 'posture' meaning I can sleep on my side.
I don't sleep too well, occasionally woken by either my eye or my bladder, I'm offered a stronger pain-killer which I take.
Tuesday.
I'm woken at 7am for eyedrops, my first thought is 'shouldn't I be in pain'?
next it's off for an eyetest - my eyeshield and patch is removed properly for the first time - first impression is of thick white fog, then I realise I can see shapes and colour. My eyes are pressure tested and I can read the first line on the chart although the pinhole test makes no difference. Then a consultant checks them over and I'm told i can go home today.
I go back to my room and chill with some music and even manage to read a little
About midday I'm discharged with a big bag of ointment/eyedrops and a nice timetable prepared by one of the nurses. I'm told to try not to look down and to use my eyeshield for sleep and when the kids are around, the stitches are very fine and not that strong to be able to cope with a child's poking.
I get home and settle down in bed and relax, I take a paracetamol about 7pm.
Wednesday
Awake at 7 to start the eyedrop routine, I have to boil a kettle so that I have sterile water to wash my eye, I spend the day in bed listening to music and reading a bit, no pain in my eye. In the afternnon i decide to open up facebook and let people know I'm OK. It hits me with a force how fortunate I am, as I'm writing my post there is the realisation that someone has gifted me their cornea and that there is also likely a family in grief. I start to well-up then I'm in tears of grief for the donor and their family. Before this moment it had all felt conceptual.
I sleep well with no pain.
Thursday
Wow I'm tired, I spend the whole day drifting in and out of sleep, listening to 6music, and somehow managing to be awake at the right time for my drops.
Friday
Up at 7 to start the eyedrop routine, I wait for the house to empty then following a nice long bath I'm up and dressed and then here I am rambling on.
It's taken a while for me to write this, occasional breaks from the screen, lots of tea and the stops for eyedrops.
Here's the routine:
Maxidex steroid drops 4 times a day for a year.
Chloramphenicol ointment 6 times a day for a month.
Celluvisc lubrication drops every 2 hours during daytime ongoing.
thanks to my friends and family, to all the staff at the QVH and of course to the Donor and their family.
I've got an appointment next Wednesday and will post any news
Chad