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Perspective

When I send clouds over the earth, the rainbow will appear in the clouds, and I will remember my covenant with you and with all living creatures.

Genesis 9:14-15 (NLT)

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I was driving over the hill, the other morning, and noticed the dark gray clouds in the sky. At one point in the road, I could see a brilliant rainbow curved through the cloud — violet, indigo, blue, green, yellow, orange, red. However, after the next bend in the road, the rainbow was gone. Only the dark gray clouds filled the sky.

Perspective changes your view.

Although a glass-half-full kind of gal, my world can get gray and dark, too.

Imagine looking at life through wax paper — nothing is in sharp focus, blurry letters on the page of a book, a struggle to read a label or discern between colors, even while wearing glasses. That’s my world these days due to wet AMD in both eyes. It’s scary, frustrating, and at times, very disheartening.

Yet, that beautiful rainbow reminds me of God’s plan and protection over my life. He is not surprised, nor has He forgotten about my problems. He’s just working on His timetable.

His perspective is not the same as mine. I’m limited by time and space, He’s not. I’m limited by the body of knowledge available today. He’s not. I’m remembering my parents’ struggles, influencing my reactions. He’s not. I fret that the shots are not working. He’s not.

That rainbow is a promise — a promise of good to come no matter what happens.

Who knows what may be just around the bend?

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Light up my Darkness

O Lord, you are my lamp.
    The Lord lights up my darkness.

In your strength I can crush an army;
    with my God I can scale any wall.

2 Samuel 22:29-30 (NLT) 

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Some things you learn by experience, others by trial and error, and some through education. My hope is that this post will be both helpful and encouraging to you.

Eight years ago, I was diagnosed with Age-related Macular Degeneration (AMD). This was not a surprise since both of my parents had suffered with it — my mother had the wet and my father, the dry. My initial diagnosis was the dry kind for which there is no treatment other than vitamins containing Lutein and regular check-ups.

Early last year, my opthamologist announced, at the end of his annual examination, that I would not be driving in five years. What a blow! I drove to a nearby mall, sat on the first bench I found, and wept.

A few days later, I mentioned my distress during an appointment with my primary care doctor and she suggested I get a second opinion with a retina specialist at University Medical Center. My exam with the new doctor confirmed that I have AMD but he didn’t think it was a dire as predicted. Thank you, God.

Life, with its broken foot and respiratory illness, kept me inside most of the winter. However, when I started driving again, my vision just seemed to be off. I thought I needed a change in contacts. However, when I got home, I checked the Amsler Grid and instead of straight vertical and horizontal lines, they were all wound tightly in a circle. Of course, it was a Saturday, but Monday morning I headed to the doctor.

After a battery of tests, he reported that my left eye had changed from dry AMD to wet. I realized I had been holding my breath and when he paused, I burst into tears. This time, however, I knew a little something about the wet — it was treatable. My mother had been part of the clinical trials for Lucentis, a solution that is injected directly into the eye that closes the leaking blood vessels and restores the vision.

So began a series of three injections from February to May. A vision check revealed that my eyesight was back to normal and I could finally get a new prescription and glasses that would work.

Or so I thought. When the glasses arrived, I still couldn’t see well. The refraction was redone and a few changes made. More waiting.

During this time, we flew to California for Kate’s graduation. I noticed that a blackened area had developed in my line of vision and when I checked the Amsler Grip, it was distorted. I knew we had a problem.

The morning after we returned, I was again at the doctor’s office. Same tests. Same result—fluid was back in my left eye. Same treatment.

There are a couple of schools of thought on this problem. Some doctors automatically give an injection every month. My doctor is of the mind to give a series, check, and then hope that the eye will heal itself. We will see. (no pun intended.)

The new glasses arrived and the vision is still distorted but the doctor assures me it will get better and the optometrist is going to work with me to find the right prescription.

I’m usually a pretty optimistic person but this has all been very difficult. I watched my dad suffer to the end with near blindness. My mom died soon after completing the trials and never really enjoyed the better vision. The loss of independence is my greatest fear.

But God. He is so faithful to supply just the people and encouragement that I need each day. I had the right doctor to call when I needed it. I have a dear friend who has spent her entire career teaching newly blind adults. She assures me that I can do it.

I ran across Jennifer Rothschild on Facebook and am reading her book, God is Just Not Fair, Finding Hope When Life Doesn’t Make Sense. An eye disease rendered Jennifer blind at the age of 16. Yet, she lives a full life as a speaker, writer, singer, wife, mother. She writes honestly about her frustration and weariness of blindness but her encouragement speaks to my heart.

My family and friends are with me every step of the way.

And in the end, I have hope when I read, “O Lord, you are my lamp. The Lord lights up my darkness.” He is there and this is part of His plan. I will trust that His way is best.

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