Most of us are fortunate to be able to take our eyesight for granted. This summer I got a wake-up call and learned once again how precious some things are. I'll make a very long story as short as possible.
Last June (2009) I started seeing 'spots', not floaters, but areas in my eye that didn't move that were 'spots'. I let it go, finally mentioned it to my husband who said "And you haven't seen a Dr. because...??"
So off I went. Sure enough there were spots - blind spots. Areas in my right eye where no light was coming thru and where I couldn't see. Close my left eye and presto - certain things in my vision just go away.
Forward ahead to major tests - the big one - an MRI. Turns out blind spots/eye troubles are a common early indicator of MS. Wow - wasn't expecting that one! That test came back fine - thank God!
Two more blind spots develop. Really having some trouble seeing with my right eye now. More tests and no diagnosis and I'm seriously beginning to feel that I may go 'blind' . This is - shall we say - Scary! No eyesight, even in just one eye - is major. What if is spreads to the other eye? What if, What if, What if? I'm REALLY good about worrying obsessively about things I have no control over.
Off to the specialists. Again MS is ruled out. But still not sure what's going on. Back home waiting for next appointment and welcome the 'Flashing strobe lights' symptom. Something new and annoying.
Finally a diagnosis - a relatively rare disease called MEWDS (go ahead, look it up!). Good news is - the prognosis is good. Normally affects women, normally goes away in a few weeks to a few months. 5 months from the onset I return to the doctor who confirms that yes - you do/did have MEWDS, but that is on it's last phase and some of your spots are gone or smaller.
But... There is still one spot. No idea what it is, no diagnosis, no prognosis (as of Nov. 2009). Still waiting - but becoming accustomed to having some permanent sight loss. Overall my sight is still very good! I see wavy lines when I look at anything with a straight edge and I don't cut so good any more. I have some trouble doing my beading, cross stitching etc - but I just do what I call "Go old lady slow" - who cares if things aren't as straight as they could be. I'm back to "Sure hope this doesn't get worse" and trying to not think about it. After all - life goes on and 'life' happens.
So what did I learn?
Life can be scary sometimes.
A loving, supportive husband is a wonderful thing to have.
Having world-class eye doctors 20 minutes from home is a blessing beyond belief.
Friends are pretty much as good as loving husbands.
The phrase "It could be worse" gets old after a while.
I really don't like having an MRI, even if it doesn't hurt.
Not knowing what to expect sucks (sorry - but it does)
Worrying does me no good at all (so says Jesus) - but I do it anyway.
I get very grouchy when I can't fix things and don't get answers (back to the supportive husband thing here!).
Eyesight is a blessing for which I am so grateful. I pray every day that I get to keep mine and I look out the window at my acrobatic squirrel, deer in my yard and blue sky and say "Thank you God!"