January 29, 2006
Makes me sad
I went to visit my 94 year-old grandmother today. A few weeks ago, she had an operation on her eyes to try to stop the process of macular degeration that is stealing her vision. The operation didn't do any good.
Got-dammit, that just ain't right.
Mommie will be 95 on May 23rd (she and my brother share the same birthday) and even though she is old and frail, she still motors around pretty good on her own and she's still sharp as a tack upstairs. But she's no longer able to work crossword puzzles, read her large-print magazines or watch her "stories" (soap operas) on television anymore. She told me that she has only two blurred pinpoints of vision now and everything outside of those pinpoints is black.
Even the pinpoints will go black eventually. That really sucks.
I keep telling myself that Mommie is a lucky woman. She has lived a long life already, raised fine sons and daughters and is loved deeply by many people, including ME. She's still able to live on her own, in her own home and sleep in her own bed. She's not alone--- she has family to do whatever she can't. Everybody should be so fortunate.
But dammit, she's going blind. That's a cruel twist of fate for a woman so filled with light.
It makes me sad.
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