Post-op surgery…

One of the first things I noticed when I peeked from the clear eye pad that the doctor had placed over my eye was that I could see clearly rather than the blurred images I had been used to all my life. When I say blurred, imagine that you turn on your TV and someone had been fiddling with the dials and altered the channel settings. Now your TV for some reason is unable to automatically pick up signals from the television station around the world and you are forced to manually tune your TV to match these frequencies. As you get closer to a station, you may hear sounds clearly, yet the image is still fuzzy. If the signal is weak, the image you end up with after much attention is visible though very grainy and the edges are not sharp and clear. In 21st century speak, the difference between the old DOS computer system images and the latest megapixels we have on our current computers. The chasm between the two is vast.

That’s the best way I can describe the vision I have had throughout my life. Couple that with multiple ghost images overlaid on top of and beside the main image being seen by each eye and I am still surprised how my brain figured out what I was seeing at times. You see my eyes work independently of each other too. Rather challenging most times.

In quick succession after noticing the clarity of images I was seeing, I was completely blown away by the vibrancy of colours I was seeing. Wow!!! The cataracts had diminished my colour vision so much I was deceived over time into thinking the lacklustre world I visualised was real, instead of how pretty the world around me really is. I had inadvertently taken this incredible aspect of my sight for granted before the development of the cataracts! Never again!

The two colour swatches show you the big difference between seeing with cataracted lenses and seeing with clear lens.

There is very little pain in my eyes now. The first night, it felt like someone had given me a black eye. A gentle touch around my eye shows me the bruising is still present. Thankfully I heal quickly.

I spoke with the surgeon yesterday, and he was pleased to have performed such a difficult surgery with no complications either with the operation itself or the anaesthetic. My body is so sensitive to many chemicals and drugs, it was indeed a tricky operation between keeping me dopey enough to not remember the finer details of what the doctor was doing and keeping me alive. I stop breathing if too much anaesthetic is administered. Unfortunately, too little means I get to watch and experience each incision and pulverising of the lens, then the tearing away of the lens from the capsule that housed it. Then came the placement of the new lens; I moaned and squirmed throughout the whole ordeal so much the surgeon kept telling me to keep quiet and be still. He explained later that his working space is 1.5mm in thickness; one slip with the cutting tool, and bye bye eyesight. I’ll know better for next time….so will they.

The surgeon was a tad disappointed the outcome was not as good as what he expected. I’m ecstatic about the result. I still have limited vision as in exactly how much I can see, and I still have the extra images, however, it’s so much better than what was there before.

I can now see people’s eyes when I’m talking to them. Suddenly, I’m fascinated with people’s facial expressions as a whole. Previously, it was all a big blur and I would only see a portion of a person’s face, now I see the whole face interacting. It’s so cool! I look in the mirror and see ME now. I get to behold what others have been observing all my life. I cry tears of joy at being able to see my beautiful self. I have the most incredible big blue eyes.

I was looking at the clothes in my wardrobe today and discovered all these colourful clothes that I have. How did I manage without the joy of luminosity and hues in my life for so long?

Plants too have the most amazing colourations in their foliage and flowers. It is all a wonder for me to gaze upon.

I am grateful for the sight I have. So far, I have become an incredibly gifted healer because of being vision-impaired. I have travelled the world sharing my gift of healing to hundreds of children and training their carers’ with these valuable tools. I have rejuvenated and restored the health of thousands of people over the years. I have raised 3 beautiful men, and love being a Granma and Nouna. I am a loving and loyal friend to those closest to me. Being blind allows me to feel into your soul and give you my love from a heart overflowing with divine blessings. This is an extra-ordinary present I have been blessed with. What else is there?

So, what are you grateful for? Do you see the less-endearing parts of you being your greatest asset? Or do you only present the best part of you to the world and hide the gems? Let your light shine. Unleash your potential. Be YOU!

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