I set this Blog up awhile ago. It was to be a place where I could share my feelings, findings, opinions and where I can just be me — Roz Fruchtman.
In the middle of everything my life turn on a scary health challenge. About a month ago while walking down the hall in my apartment it seemed like someone drew a drape over my right eye. It went momentarily gray/black. I rubbed, massaged and the sight in the eye seemed normal. The next night I noticed I saw a black shadow in the right peripheral of the eye. After much complaining and two visits to the ophthalmologist I was diagnosed with a tear in the retina — better known as a “retina detachment.” The ophthalmologist was visibly upset as he could not believe how aggressive the detachment was - from not being able to detect it on Monday, to it being more than a little visible on Friday morning!
I was assured it could be repaired and rushed off by taxi to the retina surgeon for a procedure where an ocular gas bubble is placed in the eye to create pressure to help the tear mend, thus re-attaching the retina. With the procedure done and the ocular gas bubble inserted in the eye I was sent home with strict instructions on how to position my head. Unfortunately this procedure did not work and I found myself in the hospital operating room 6 days later. At this point I could hardly see out of the eye and panic was only moments away. This surgery was the real deal - hospital operating room, anesthesiologist and all.
Now three weeks later most days I feel like I am in the twilight zone as another gas bubble was inserted into the eye after the surgery to help it heal. This bubble covers the entire eye where the first bubble only covered half the eye, allowing for some vision. For all intents and purposes the new gas bubble renders the operated eye blind until the bubble dissolves. As you can image this is a scary time for me, but the vision seems to be returning fraction by fraction.
Going back three weeks, the day after the surgery, when the patch was removed from the operated eye, I could not see a thing through the eye. The doctor assured me this was normal and once the bubble started to dissolve vision would return. Now I see shadows, shapes and colors. I am beginning to see things, but it all looks like you are looking through molasses or water — lots of glare and reflections.
It is an uncertain time for me. One of great faith and wonder. It is a time of much introspection and evaluation of how I want to live the rest of my life. As we know… no matter how much money one has or does not have, health comes first because without health we have nothing.
As we know… “Bad things happen to good people!” Sometimes the bad things can be corrected - sometimes they can’t, however, there are always lessons to be learned and blessings to count. My doctor assures me this is one that will be corrected. Right now… my faith is carrying me through, I can’t even fathom things will not work out the right way! However, I don’t mind sharing… “I am plenty scared!”
If you have an extra prayer hanging around… please send it my way!