For some reason the quote from the movie, Clifford with Martin Short keeps coming to my mind for a title for this post. You will see why.
Last Saturday I had an eye appointment to get my eyes checked as I have been doing every two years since I was 12. I have always had a lot of problems with my eyes but with some very good glasses that correct a pretty severe astigmatism I manage pretty well as long as my glasses are on.
The last year or so my eyes have been having other problems that I have mostly been ignoring. One is blurry vision in the morning. The other is driving at night. It has become next to impossible. Car and street lights are like looking into dozens of spotlights. I thought it was just as age thing. Apparently not. The optometrist diagnosed me with a rare eye disease called Fuchs Corneal Dystrophy. Never heard of it? Neither had I. There is no way to slow the process and it eventually leads to blindness. The only treatment will be a cornea transplant. At this point there is no way to say how fast this will happen. It can happen over a few months or it can take years. It is genetic, and I am guessing my mom had it and didn’t know because she had a terrible time with driving at night. There is a 50% chance each of my kids will have it.
So that is kinda scary. No. It is a lot scary. Losing my sight is one of my biggest fears. I have found a support group online and they have put my mind at east but it is still disconcerting.
In other news, I had my pre-admin appointment for my hysterectomy today. My surgery is on January 4th and I can’t life anything over 10 pounds for 6 weeks. That means I can’t pick up Norbert because he is well over 10 pounds. I bet he is glad.