Tag: surgery

And so it goes, mentally

mountains
Chief Mountain below the sun.

Plan on unexpected tests surprising and challenging you until you die. Plan on the same with blessings.

dad

The gas bubble in my eyeball is half or just a little bit below half from the top. This is exactly what is supposed to happen.

However, the top half of my vision should be normal.

It is not.

It is blurry.

Cannot recognize my hand in front of me.

Why is this so?

Because there is blood in the eyeball.

There should not be but there is.

Now, we must wait for the body’s miraculous ability to remove the blood.

The best i can picture is a flesh wound that needs time to clear a scab.

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So excited

4-second video: One week, post operation follow up.

So excited to hear the feedback on the one-week, post-op evaluation.

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Post Operation followup, mind

Waiting room
Was asked to arrive by 11am. Arrived at 10am. Interstate traffic is unpredictable. Got called back at 11am, right on schedule.
18-second video: Almost 5am the day after eye surgery. Sitting on back porch.

Decades of moving to a peaceful core minimized anxiety. You know, the anxiety from picturing your eye ball punctured with needles while you’re awake.

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Eye surgery day, mind

Google maps screenshot on a car dashboard
To reach my mid-60’s and return to the exact Motor Inn that started the Glacier love affair 50 years ago…extraordinary Grace. In hindsight, what a blessing to see it with my own two eyes through the lens of an epic milestone and transformational moment.

My goal in life is to be a ‘humble servant’. And to be a fun person to share time with.

dad

In the big picture, i am sort of offended at myself because i’m worried (concern is the better word, but worried is more accurate) about the blogging streak as if it’s more important than possibly losing sight in one eye.

It’s not more important.

But my integrity is also paramount.

For me to say, “i’ve never missed a day” is only possible if it’s true.

i’ve come to enjoy saying it, when appropriate.

Not because it was ever a goal, but because it tangibly illustrates one day at a time as well as or perhaps better than anything i’ve done.

Except for not drinking a drop of alcohol between our son’s first birthday and his 22nd.

And before i began that 21-year streak, i had a streak nearly 30-years long of drinking everyday.

Ps. Today’s other four blogs intentionally are text only.

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