So ya, faint hearts never won fair ladies as they say, because getting old is NO picnic! I feel like some explorer preparing to embark on a huge and daunting expedition.

I will say without a doubt, the care I am receiving with this new Eye Specialist is absolutely Stellar. It is an odd sensation to enter a professional medical establishment, and later walk out feeling good… in my personal experience.

I have had doctors tell me I was fine, I have had doctors lie to me, and I have had a doctor actually ask me to leave, and later sent me divorce papers from his office. He asked me if I thought he believed me, and when I said no he just closed his laptop, got up saying he was unable to help me, and walked out of the exam room.

While I realize that I may be a difficult medical case, that is NOT my fault! When did I drive down to the local Healthcare Department store, walk up to the Illness counter and order a Supersize on some Child Abuse… add an order of Mental and Emotional Trauma in the form of IBS, and also for my drink and dessert… please throw in Fibromyalgia, Arthritis and a Degenerative Disc thingy. Oh yeah, and can you throw in a side order of PTSD and Cataracts.

My point is, I did not ask to have things go wrong in my life, but I didn’t realize how many doctors would mishandle things, that’s all.

For whatever His reasons are, the Lord is prompting me to step out in faith and seek some care. If I am going to write to you everyday, waxing poetic about God leading and guiding us, I should probably practice what I preach if I am being completely honest.

Surprisingly, all my appointments with both the Eye Surgeon and my new Medical Doctor have gone quite smoothly. The X-rays came back and finally the Arthritis is clearly visible in both my pictures and in my bloodwork. Now I just wait for my upcoming appointment with the Sports Medicine Specialist. I have had this pain all my life, but was always poopoo’d by the professionals… “No No, everything’s fine, nothings wrong… it’s just your imagination.” Maybe things will play out better this time around… either way, I’ll go forward in faith.

The forward faith walking I will be embarking on, for my eyes at least, will commence on November 29th. Apparently, this particular day will be the start to a 3 week adventure package including but not limited to, 2 separate eye surgeries and 2 follow up appointments for each eye. But wait, there’s more… not just the 6 appointments are included, but an eye drop medication regime 4 times a day, just to add some excitement. Though it seems daunting to juggle all this in a short time period, I would rather do it all together than stagger the surgeries and have to wear a pair of glasses with one of the lenses popped out, for the weeks of waiting in between procedures.

I am considering the purchase of a pair of those cosmetic contact lenses… you know, the ones with like zombie eyes or vampire eyes. Maybe to break my tension of things, I could hand the doctor a pair of these contacts as they wheel me in for surgery, suggesting he place the ones I picked out ahead of time. As I will be pretty medicated by this time, perhaps I should rethink this, as I won’t be sober enough to stop the doctor if he takes me serious.