Ouch! Yesterday, I
endured a marathon session of poking, prodding, pushing, and plunking – all
about my eyes. Scrub-dressed techs dripped drops in my eyes, focused laser
lights at my pupils, and even touched my eyeballs with their instruments.
It was
awful, but I’m thankful.
Vision is a very
real issue for me these days, ever since I endured a temporary blindness season
that lasted just over a month.
At the time, the
emergency room doctor-on-duty referred me to a local ophthalmologist, who was
clearly puzzled by my predicament. I sat there in the dark, with my pupils
fully dilated, peering through the multi-lens torture device one always finds
in such spots, and waited for a good word. The eye doctor called in her
colleague for a consult.
“Maybe she has
lupus,” she began. “It could be multiple sclerosis or a brain tumor.”
“I dunno,” said her
professional associate. “Let’s refer her to [the teaching hospital].”
And they did.
That was a few
years ago.
Ever since, I have dutifully attended periodic appointments for
professionals to peek into my peepers. Doctors ruled out most of the scariest
possible diagnoses, save one, but they like to keep an eye (so to speak) on
things.
My new eye doctor,
actually an optician, orders the full battery of tests each time. But his
manner is much more open and amiable. He explains the findings and answers my questions.
This time, he’s
sending me for an outpatient surgery on my eyes. Yeah, I’m not relishing that
prospect. But I’m grateful it can be done – and by experts.
I’m thankful for my outgoing optician.
Remind me of that,
if you would, when it’s time to go for the procedures.
The Great Physician
is on the job, I know. I’m already praying He will run the show, as He is the
real expert on vision of every sort.
Praise the Lord, my soul!
All my being, praise his holy name!
Praise the Lord, my soul,
and do not forget how kind he is.
He forgives all my sins
and heals all my diseases.
All my being, praise his holy name!
Praise the Lord, my soul,
and do not forget how kind he is.
He forgives all my sins
and heals all my diseases.
(Psalm 103:1-3, Good News)
Jehovah Rapha has
got this one.
For what
are you thankful?
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