The lens in my right eye has come loose for the fifth time. On Wednesday, two ophthalmologists will replace it and put it in front of the iris in that eye. One of the doctors will take it out and the other will put the new one in.
This problem with my right eye from what I've learned in my visits with more than a dozen eye doctors is from my life-long nearsightedness. It changed the grippers that the handles of the artificial lens goes into.
Is vision overrated? Not at all. I want to hang onto my vision as long as I can. I've been talking to God about that. I've been taking a visual inventory of everything I've seen in my life, so I can have these images firmly in my brain. I thank God for ophthalmologists. I especially pray for the two who will be working on me next week.