Sunday, July 11, 2010


I have always been fascinated with eyes; in fact that is the first thing I notice about people. My mother had the sweetest, deepest blue eyes that could twinkle with delight or stop me in my tracks when I had crossed the line. In fact most of my relatives had bright blue eyes, so I always looked different than cousins, aunts and uncles. There were a few of us with darker eyes, but blue was dominate in our family.

Knowing this, it shouldn't come as a surprise that I was attracted to my husband and his sparkling blue eyes. His eyes have that little bit of mischief that flash when he's not taking life very seriously. Mixing his light eyes and my dark eyes combined to produce our daughter's eyes' green-speckled hazel-tones. Her father's mischief and my icy glints were passed on to her, also. I have been on the receiving end of her flashes of mischief before she has tossed a teasing barb my way. When the Grandlove has tested his mom's tolerance with disobedience, he has been redirected by a quick, stern look from his observant mom. When she laughs, which she does very often, those eyes light up and increase the magnitude of her delight.

Tomorrow I am trusting my eyes to my doctor. He will replace my defective lens, eliminate my cataract, correct my poor vision, thus eliminating my glaucoma. This whole procedure is necessary, but at the same time it is making me quite anxious. Sight is so appreciated by me, of course as it would be to anyone, so that is a given. On the other hand, I am very flinchy when it comes to my eyes. I have a difficult time even putting eye drops in my own eyes. At an earlier time in my life, I suffered for style and wore contacts. Back when I did, there were only hard contacts, but I made myself suffer through the pain of wearing stiff, scratchy, uncomfortable foreign objects stuck to my eyeball. Eventually, the pain and discomfort outweighed my need for contacts and I returned to wearing glasses.

After I have my second eye operation, my vision should be better than it ever was. Truly, I am not enduring "messing" with my eyes for vanity reasons. It's gotten to the point that my lack of clear vision has negatively impacted my life. Night driving isn't easy for me, reading the directory on television is impossible and who knows what colors are really there, as opposed to what I am perceiving.

Until I am able to see the keyboard and computer display I won't be posting any blogs or comments. My husband scoffs at the idea of being my reading eyes until I can see better; which is fine, since I've heard him read books to our daughter when she was little. He would skip pages and get away with it, until our girl was old enough to complain, "Dad, that's not the way the story goes!" We still laugh about this part of our family history.

So, when next I post, I will be halfway through my eye opening transformation. Wish me well, pray for my patience and a complete recovery.


  1. I wish you a very speedy and complete recovery.

    Isn't it marvelous that in this day and time, vision can be corrected to nearly perfect. If this was even 15-20 years ago, you would not have such an optimistic prognosis.

    I'll be thinking about you and I will try to check on you on Tuesday or so.

    Gee--how cute is that baby really going to be when you can see him with clearer vision??? 8^D

  2. So glad you are getting a necessary procedure taken care of. I know you will be back on your feet, and blogging away again, very soon. And you will see your loved ones through new eyes, and what a sight to behold they will be for you!

    I will miss your blogs, but that's what archives are for. You have amassed quite a few of them, and now would be a good time for your readers to start from the beginning and take a wonderful journey with you again. Your writing style never gets old. And even Ferret "repeats" are better than no Ferret at all.

    Speedy healing thoughts headed your way.

    Your friend, Sugar

  3. Just spoke with the Ferret--All went well in surgery today. The Ferret says it may still be a few days, but the world IS looking a little sharper.

    Ferret says thanks for all the well wishes!