Yesterday I had an appointment with an opthamologist. I am 52 years old, and I have never had a need for an ophthalmologist until about 4 months ago. Another eye doctor had diagnosed me with macular degeneration, and I was getting a second opinion. If you follow this blog,you know what happened. I had a brain tumor. When I saw the doctor, they did a field of vision test. If you don't know what that is, you have a patch over one eye, and you stare down this tunnel to a little pinprick of light. Every Time you see a flash of light, you press a clicker with your thumb. It's like a psychedelic form of Jeopardy! When you're through the machine gives you a printout of how vast your field of vision is. I had virtually no peripheral vision. Fast forward 3 months. The tumor has been removed. Time to play Psychedelic Jeopardy! again. I got all my vision back in my left eye, and there is only a small affected spot in my right. And even that, the doctor says,will probably still improve. He was so pleased. He Said he had never seen such marked improvement in so short a time! When I saw the comparison, I couldn't believe it. Not so much the improvement, but how bad it was. As we were talking,I told him how I had put off the surgery for 2 weeks because I had to finish the run of a show I was in. He asked me if I found it difficult to do the show. I thought he meant physical limitations. I said I could see well enough that it didn't affect me. He said that he meant having a hard time focusing because I was worried. I told him I wasn't worried. He asked me if my girls were like me, so laid back about the whole thing. I told him we all were. I figure whatever is going to happen is going to happen, and there isn't a whole lot I can do about it but deal with what comes. I guess some people think I'm stupid or a fool, but God's taken care of me all my life, good and bad. I hardly think He's going to stop now. I'm not going to get preachy, just telling it like it is for me. Terri's brain and eyesight, 1...Tumor, 0.
