Losing Sight of Normal

One of the first jobs I had right out of college was at a residential treatment center for children.  The section of the center that I worked in was called the shelter care unit.  We took children, ages 3 to 12, who had been removed from homes with unimaginable situations, or children who had been in…

How Much Was That?

After my trip to the OHSU gurus last week, the first assignment I was given was to go to the pharmacy and find out how much two different types of interferon cost.  I knew they would be expensive, I know that my insurance company needs to give preapproval for me to even get it, and…

Interferon Does Not Make You An Alien

Interferon.  Doesn’t that sound like something that might make you glow in the dark? Apparently, it does not turn you a different color, or light you up like a Christmas tree, or turn you into an alien.  I guess it just makes you feel like an alien…for about a month I’m told. Flu-like symptoms, complete…

Hope

A couple of months ago, I showed up on time for an appointment with my retina doc.  To say I was terrified is an understatement. I woke up that morning thinking, “Today could be the day.  It could be the day that I lose all vision in one of my eyes.” In fact, I was…

It’s Just a Bloody Eye

It never fails that when I would really like to look somewhat appealing, that is when my eyeballs turn on me.  This past Memorial Day weekend was one of those times. Our five hour journey began with a pit-stop at Bi-Mart so that I could purchase yet another pair of clip-on sunglasses.  My eyes were feeling…

Look at Them

Sometimes I get distracted.  Do you?  This weekend my husband and I are headed south to see his family.  I love going there.  It’s in old nickel mining country, with rolling hills, lots of trees, crooked roads and space.  And then we’re going to enjoy an ocean front room at the coast.  I can’t wait! …

In the Beginning…was a Steamy Shower

The evening before my life changed forever, I put on a pair of denim overall shorts and headed outside after a long day of work in a town eighteen miles away.  My preschool age girls played in the fenced back yard of our small cottagey home and I planted a long row of purplish pink…

Prayer…does it really help?

Many of my friends have prayed for my eyes, my vision, my spirit over the years.  While I am grateful, I must admit that often I have doubted the effectiveness of those prayers.  One minute I am up because of good news, the next I am down because of bad. Faith is something I have…