We made our periodic visit to the Moran Eye Center at the UofU in SLC this morning. We first visited them last May after the doctors in Provo were unable to give me convincing answers on my failing eyesight. We've been very grateful that we went there. The earlier doctors said it kind of looked like glaucoma but didn't fit all the symptoms; they were trying to find other explanations for the continued loss of vision in my left eye. But the specialists at Moran quickly diagnosed glaucoma; a very thin cornea in my left eye was making the pressure readings more difficult and creating confusion.
I lost as much as 40% of the vision in my left eye, but since starting the aggressive pressure control treatment with eye drops morning and night, there has not been any further loss. I won't ever get back what I've lost, but I'm grateful the decline was stopped.
I love John Milton's "Sonnet XIX" and can relate to it, though fortunately I'm only partially "spent":
When I consider how my light is spent,
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
And that one talent which is death to hide
Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest He returning chide;
"Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?"
I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies, "God doth not need
Either man's work or His own gifts. Who best
Bear His mild yoke, they serve Him best. His state
Is kingly: thousands at His bidding speed,
And post o'er land and ocean without rest;
They also serve who only stand and wait."
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