On Wednesday I took off the dressing and Chris could see the bubble, but she had vision in the right eye. She rested a lot on her back and had drops every hour. Meanwhile I shopped in Crystal Palace, provided food and stuff.
In the afternoon we had the follow-up visit and Ms Hollick was delighted with the progress, although she wanted the drops to continue hourly for another day and so we decided to stay at the campsite until Friday.
These visits to the hospital were by minicab and so we were learning alternative ways of driving between the campsite (which some of the drivers didn't know) and the hospital.
On Thursday morning Chris's right eye was feeling sore round the edges which she thought was due to the large number of drops. The photo above shows what it was like. We both thought it was looking rather too red than it ought to do (on the basis of our experience of the two previous grafts). 'Redness' is one of the four signs of rejection and is therefore important to identify.
We contacted the hospital and Dr. Jones asked Chris to come in as soon as possible. She thought all was OK but should be monitored and hourly drops continued rather than reduced to two hourly. Over the phone Ms Hollick said she wanted to see Chris on Friday morning - the day we are due to leave for home.By this morning it was a lot clearer (above). We kept the appointment travelling to the hospital by motorhome with a comedy parking routine at £3 an hour as a bonus.
The doctors were convinced it was just a ruptured blood vessel, not rejection - graft adhesion and vision were as expected by this stage.
So by about 11 a.m. we were ready to set off north. However Tom Tom had the thrilling idea of taking us through central London and up the M6, so we drove back to Crystal Palace CC and told it to buck its ideas up. It dutifully plotted a course through the Blackwall tunnel and up to the M11.


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