As I reflect on this past year I realize how fortunate I am. I’ve had four shots in my right eye for macular degeneration and now realize that it was just plain luck — or maybe miracles — that have saved my sight.
My eyes have improved tremendously due to these shots given over the course of four months from August, 2010 until November, 2010. You see it all began some time ago. I, like so many others, have had what’s called flashes (flashes of light) and floaters (little spots) in my field of vision. I just ignored them after rushing to an optometrist and being told they were nothing. Flash forward to 2010 when one day I noticed I could no longer discern the color yellow with my right eye. Still unconcerned, I scheduled an appointment with a different optometrist and that’s when “the bomb dropped.” (A cliché I know, but oh so fitting in this case).
An emergency appointment was scheduled with a retinologist the very next day, and I proceeded to go get drunk because I knew I was in trouble. You see my mother spent the last fourteen years of her life living with both wet and dry type macular degeneration. She was not as fortunate as I because — in the late 80’s when she was diagnosed — laser surgery was the only available option. These lasers caused scarring and usually made the vision worse. Things have improved greatly since that time, but I was still terrified because of how Mom had suffered. Six months and four shots later, I realize a lot of Mom’s problems were due to fear, but that is something we all must deal with in our own ways. (Believe me, I speak from experience).
The point of this story is: don’t ignore signs. You are given them for a reason whether they are physical, mental, spiritual, whatever; so pay close attention and be grateful for them.