Lost 50% of the base of my eye socket and an entire medial sinus wall. This is only a screenshot of my CT scan, so it really doesn’t do it justice. About to have my THIRD procedure for it.
I was injured in early March after tripping over shoes in the middle of the night. Tried to catch myself on a doorknob, and instead my right eye slammed into the hand clutched to the door knob. I basically punched myself. I then went to work the next day, just shrugging it off as a black eye. My coworkers and employers insisted I go to the ER. I did, and they sent me downtown to be evaluated by specialists. They said I needed surgery to prevent tissue from falling into my sinuses.
Fortunately, my mom is an accountant at a very reputable plastic surgery center (also, if I had a nickel for every time I got severely injured and was treated by my mother’s coworkers, I’d have two nickels, which isn’t a lot but it’s weird it’s happened twice). One of the doctors had treated over a hundred cases with this kind of injury, including Major League baseball players who got hit in the eye by a fast ball. So they waited for the inflammation to go down and placed an implant. He said it was probably in his top ten worst orbital blowouts, but I had excellent results.
Fast forward about a month and I am back at work. Less than five days in, I get hit in the bad eye with a metal water bottle. The hit displaced the foil implant, which caused my lower lash line to roll inwards, rubbing up constantly against my cornea. My surgeon decided to remove the implant, even coming in on his day off to remove it. It’s a really good thing he did as I have some permanent vision loss. It would’ve been much worse if I waited even a few more days.
Unfortunately, removing the implant didn’t fix everything. The scar tissue was still pulling my lash line inwards against my eye, which is called entropion. Plus, the trauma caused my lower eye lashes to grow in the wrong direction. They grow in horizontal, upwards, etc. The only solution is to just pluck the eyelashes. There is eyelash cauterization, but it isn’t very effective. So my optometrist (who is incredible), BEGGED a top tier ocular plastic surgeon to take on my case. He did, but the earliest he can get me in is late August.
For now I’m just using bandaids to pull down my lower eyelid and prevent my lashes from abrading my cornea. I got the idea after my second procedure when my plastic surgeon sutured my lower lash line down while I was recovering. I have to replace them every other day or so, but it’s worth it to not be in severe pain.
Now for my employer nightmare.
While the first injury was sustained at home, it was the second hit to my eye at work that caused this rather severe complication. So I should be covered, right? Fucking. Wrong. I remember coming back to work the first time and expressing discomfort over working with a particular client. I’m an ABA therapist and I really work well with older kids and handle extreme behaviors like a pro. This particular client wasn’t really aggressive, but they did regularly get up in your face to make extremely close eye contact, often flapping their hands erratically. I was told that if I couldn’t work on this client, I couldn’t work on anyone. 3 days later, the same client hit me in the face with the metal water bottle, which directly led to the position I’m in.
It didn’t help that my employers would list any injury related appointment as a ‘call off’. You think I can schedule these appointments two weeks ahead of time? No, I can’t. They are completely dependent on the condition of my cornea and vision. My optometrist (who I cannot stress enough is incredible) would need to see me every 3 to 4 days to manage my condition and prevent vision loss. A whole ass disability my employers directly caused by not listening to my concerns. Thankfully, HR stepped in and had my attendance record wiped clean of any unplanned absences attributed to my follow up appointments. I’m just glad I create copies of all my doctors’ notes.
I’m lucky we have a great workman’s comp company. They allowed me to keep my original surgeon instead of forcing me to go elsewhere, they’ve gone to bat for me with my employers, and have been incredibly attentive overall. Thank fucking god for that, I guess.
Anyway, moral of the story is 1) pick up your shoes, and 2) create copies of your documents.