Al went to his ophthalmologist Friday, November 16, and got an
excellent report! He’s eyes are healed, well ahead of schedule! He was
initially told he would need to use two eyes drops four times a day for four to
six weeks after surgery for each eye. Friday the doctor told him he can stop
all drops in both eyes now! “Oh, that’s great,” I said. “That means he won’t
have to be putting them in while we are in Antarctica.” And Al added, “Yeah,
because they would probably freeze before they got to my eye, and bounce off my
eyeball!” Yes, it would have been inconvenient, to say the least, to put two
sets of drops in each eye four times a day while trekking about the frozen
continent! It has been exactly one month since he had his left eye operated on,
and only 17 days since his right eye had the procedure! That’s a miracle! Thank
you, God!
He now has 20/25 vision and no longer needs glasses for far vision!
In fact, he already gathered up all his old eye glasses and gave them to
charity. He no longer has to put up with nose pieces pinching him, he no longer
sees stigmatic auras around lights at night, and he can read the tiniest
writing on cars and vehicles. In fact, whenever we stop at a stop light, he
reads all the license plates, bumper stickers, and any other print on all the
cars around him. “I can read that!” he yells excitedly. He uses “over the
counter” reading glasses from drugstores, no prescription required. He even
went out and bought his own pair so he doesn’t have to use my diamond studded
ones any more.
We went to church this morning to celebrate St. Andrews Day. He is
one of the saints from Scotland, so Al wore his kilt. We always have a bag
piper who wears a kilt on this one day of the year. I think Dorothy started
something with her Celtic wedding and Dad’s kilt. Usually the bag piper is the
only one who in a kilt, but today four men were wearing them! And the priest
asked them to process in behind the bag piper! And the wives processed with
them. A lawyer who attends church with us is always giving Al a hard time for
wearing a kilt. So I warned him about the kilt and jokingly added, “You’re not
going to Baker Act him, are you?” to which the lawyer replied, “Well, since he
hasn’t been Baker Acted yet, I won’t bother him.” Hmm, I’m sure over the years
there have been many people who had wished Al had been Baker Acted!
Note: for those who are not familiar with this term, it refers to
a law that allows courts to declare a person mentally unstable and put them in
a psychiatric hospital for observation.
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