March Birthday

So the other day hubby brought up this suggestion for my birthday present -- lasix surgery. I wasn't sure if I should say it's sweet or freaky. A surgery as a gift?

I've had pretty bad eye-sight for most of my life. Maybe I can't say that. But I've had fairly bad eye-sight since my first eye examination. Whether it was due to my poor reading habit as a kid or genetics (in which I didn't even stand a chance), there was no way to pin point. So one of my "three wishes" (Haven't you always question yourself that, IF you can have 3 wishes, AND the last one cannot be for more wishes, what would they be. Yeah, it's that kind of a scenario.) was to have perfect eye-sight again (?). Never had I thought it'd happen in this life time and I didn't even need a genie from a bottle for that.

The idea of a lasix eye surgery is still very scary. How others can just go and get it done without seemingly a lot of thought was beyond me. But recently reading this article on MSN (which I could no longer find) about how looks matter at the work place, I think I'll eventually take the big plunge and get it done. I guess if sh*t happen, it's just my luck.