It’s hard to go through it again.

On Saturday something fairly heartbreaking happened to me medically. I wasn’t sure whether to post anything about it until I have some more answers, but I found it fairly therapeutic to vent about at the time and would like to post it. This is from the day that it happened. I’m sorry that it’s not the most positive of posts, but this has been really hard and it’s how I sincerely feel about what’s been happening.

It’s 5:30 am when she decides that she can’t fall back asleep anymore. She finally got a decent night’s sleep though, so she’s happy to get up today. She turns on the light and immediately realizes that something is wrong – out of the corner of her eye she notices the edge of her lens implant has come largely into view. Every time she moves her eye her entire visual field bounces and distorts along with it. Her heart rate shoots up and all she can think about is how badly she doesn’t want to go through this again. She’s been here before. She knows how this works and largely what’s coming next.

The day ahead of her now consists of ER and emergency optometry visits.  And she knows that the next few days will be filled with wait and worry. These are the things that she must now face, but it’s the uncertainties that frighten her the most. She will need surgery again, that is all but guaranteed and she knows that this time they may not be able to fix her eye. They have to be smart about this decision because anything they do to her eyes now would result in further damage – her tissue is weak to begin with and it’s been significantly further weakened with every lens subluxation she’s suffered. She’s only 21 and her vision is the most important thing in the world to her – and now the future of it is up in the air yet again. Every option they have is filled with uncertainty and potentially devastating consequences. She hates to be afraid but she is. The last two eye surgeries she had were filled with so many complications. They were far more painful than anything else she’s been through and instead of taking a month or two to heal it took 6 months. Her vision hasn’t been the same since – never nearly as good. But she’d give anything to have that vision back right now.

On Monday they will begin to put a plan into place of when she will likely need surgery. It would be so much easier if she didn’t have to travel so far for them, and during the holidays too. The surgeon that she’s had since she was 4 might not even be in the country right now, and she fears ending up with someone different with her complicated disorder and history. Her other eye concerns her too – if history repeats itself the lens in this eye could also dislocate within the next few months, just as it did last time. She tries not to dwell on those what ifs right now, they do her no good. So instead she puts one foot in front of the other, no matter how desperately she wishes she didn’t have to. She’s thankful that she’s not going through it alone and has her mom by her side. She’s coping fairly well, but it’s hard not to think about because it’s in her vision every second of the day reminding her. Eventually she starts covering it with a patch – it aches and makes her dizzy and the patch eases those issues and lets her think about something else.

The lens is still hanging on for now – last time it took a week to fully let go. She’s not even sure what she wants at this point – part of her just wants to get it over with, the other part of her is hoping beyond hope that it keeps hanging on just a little while longer. She worries that leaving the lens to pull through the tissue where it’s still attached is a bad thing to do and will cause a lot more damage in the end. But, she knows that her surgeon wouldn’t risk operating on her while it’s still attached. There are no good options, she feels suspended and numb, like she fell asleep and is just now waiting to wake back up. If only she could.

4 thoughts on “It’s hard to go through it again.

  1. Pingback: Eye and heart updates (again). – Tissue Tales

  2. I feel for you. Deeply.
    You know, not all posts need to be uplifting or happy-go-lucky. We have a right to be sad and in distress too. We write to vent, and to raise awareness most of all, and the bad times are part of that too.

    Losing my eyesight is one complication I was not aware I could be risking with EDS, learned about that only about a year ago, and it was a big shock. It’s something I fear now more than many other complications. I can imagine what you are feeling. But not truly as you’ve been through so much more than I have on that front already.

    Hang in there, hon. *hugs*

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