While I'm waiting for my appointment with a University of Michigan cornea specialist for a transplant, I'm dealing with vision that seems to be quickly deteriorating. I'm not sure I understand what's happening other than my visual life is changing quickly.
As I wait for the April 17 appointment, I'm trying to pay attention to what I'm feeling and to the possibility that this could be my new normal. I'm scared and I admit it.
When my wife yesterday asked, do you want to go out for lunch in Mason, a small town just down the road, and to a fabric store there, I jumped at the chance.
I think my biggest enemy right now is sitting home waiting for God to flick a switch to turn my vision back on. I still have to live life and do it somewhat safely.
The fabric store was a cornucopia of colors and patterns and I could see those if I got close enough. Stepping in and out of the store and the restaurant was more tricky. My depth perception needs to be recalibrated.
Today is our Saturday night church service. The adventure continues.