Just when I thought it was safe to get back to a normal life, POWIE, another medical mess presented itself.
It began with noticing that my vision was declining. As one of six siblings, I had the extreme fortune of having perfect vision (both parents and all five siblings needed eye glasses from a young age) until my forty-third year when I noticed near-vision was becoming blurry. Checking with an optometrist, my vision was 20/20 but I had presbyopia, the need for reading glasses. No prescription was required, I lived for years with cheap drug store reading glasses.
A few years ago, I noticed that my near-vision problem had grown to not being able to see clearly a little farther than my arm’s length. My vision still read 20/20 except for a slight astigmatism. All vision problems were corrected with my first pair of tri-focals. I had tried the no-line glasses but traded them for the lined type because the no-line lenses gave me terrific headaches and dizziness.
More recently, for some months now, I thought my vision was again deteriorating further, so last week, I phoned to make an appointment with my eye doctor. My appointment was set for two weeks from now, until I phoned yesterday explaining that I needed more immediate help – I was losing central vision in my right eye. The receptionist made an appointment for the next day.
Here I am, one and a half hours after my appointment. My self-diagnosis was correct – I have a Macular Hole, Stage IV. The doctor told me that never, in all his years of practice had any patient been correct with self-diagnosis from internet information until me.
Dr. Christiansen carefully and slowly explained the situation to me, using visuals of my multiple testing results and comparing those results with my “good” left eye. The difference was very clear to me.
Since I anticipated Dr. Christiansen’s professional diagnosis, I was prepared for the next step to be an appointment with an eye surgeon. That appointment is tomorrow morning, 9:45 a.m. The eye surgeon will discuss my condition, the options for treatment, recovery, the possibilities of further disintegration and… my biggest question – could this have been caused by a brain tumor?
Cancer is still on my mind even if it’s not in my chest anymore. It’s like I “know” that those words are going to come back again, “It’s Cancer!” But when?
I must rest my eyes right now, the accompanying headache with this condition is a bother. Being on the computer aggravates my pain, as does the reality of how uncomfortable the recovery of vitrectomy surgery is. For the surgery to have a chance of ninety percent success, the patient must keep the head in a face-down position for TWO WEEKS!!! Bilateral mastectomy recovery was comfortable compared to this!