I will need to get
artificial tears for left eye, at least. It's felt gritty or sandy, like desert
dust flew in, for about a year now. No weeping, but I do need to rinse it once
or twice a day, and I don't want to accidentally rub it and irritate
unnecessarily. When I brought it up and he checked, that's an easy fix. I'll
get one of those cute little eye-drop applicator cups from Walgreens this
weekend - I had one for all those pre-op eye drops for that cataract surgery 4
or 5 years ago because it guides the drop right into the eye. Love those!
But I do need to see a "retina specialist" because
of some minor leakage in right eye. He said not to worry too much, that it's
just a precaution, and that he's seen much, much worse in most patients my age.
Good to know.
And he agrees that the "incident" I had one night
a month or two ago must have simply been the last moments of a dream. He found
absolutely nothing to even relate to it.
Along the way, I realized how grateful I am at the moment.
I'm not foolish enough to think that because I've had major medical problems in
the past, I will not have others in the future. Just because I lost 8 years of
childhood (rheumatic fever coupled with severely enlarged heart), Stage 3 colon
cancer (year-long colostomy and 3 different abdominal surgeries, each a year apart),
and a lumpectomy at the same time as a basal cell carcinoma, it doesn't mean
it's over. But I have enough sense to thank the Lord when I am getting a
breathing spell, no matter how short that might be.
Thank you, Sweet Jesus, for stilling my worries, for good
medical teams, and for not-too-frightening results at this point in my life. I
trust in you!
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