The Caregiver’s Tales
Tiny essays on life, nature, grief and other things that catch my fancy in the Texas Hill Country. Here’s how it all got started.
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- .River 1
- 290 1
- A Resolution 1
- AAA 3
- AC Unit 1
- ALS 1
- ASCII 1
- Abandoned 1
- Abundance 2
- Abyss 1
- Acceleration 1
- Acceptance 2
- Accomodation 1
- Accomplishments 1
- Aches 1
- Acid 1
- Action 1
- Activity 1
- Adjusting 2
- Adoption 2
- Adrift 1
- Advice 1
- Again 1
- Agarita 1
- Age 7
- Ageless 1
- Ages 1
- Aging 6
- Air 1
- Air-tags 1
- Aircraft 1
- Alexa 1
- Aliens 2
- Alone 3
- Alpine 1
- Alvin 2
- Ambition 1
- Ancient Seas 1
- Anderson Fair 1
- Android 1
- Angels 5
- Anger 2
- Angles 1
- Animals 1
- Ankle 1
- Anniversary 3
- Anticipation 6
- Antiviral Meds 1
- Ants 1
- Anxiety 2
I See
I’m still reveling in the miracle of the eyes. The removal of the cataracts that dulled my vision, made reading impossible and driving at night difficult. Some days it just makes me want to swoon with how beautiful the world is in all its colors and light.
The Day After
There are sparkles around the outer edges and clarity is making its way to the fore, but it appears the second cataract surgery is a success. Although we’ve yet to reach the 24-hour mark, I am optimistic.
Going for Two
Heading in this morning for the second cataract surgery. Today it’s the left eye. I can hardly wait. I was apprehensive beyond belief for the first surgery. This time, knowing what to expect, more or less, I’m all in and ready to go.
Visions
I reach for my glasses every morning although I no longer need my glasses. The new lens in my right eye is working fine and I see well except for reading.
Two Cents
Back in the day, which is a weird way to say, when I was younger, I worked for the Houston Chronicle. I was still in high school. None of this matters.
Eyeball Work
The big day approaches. Cataract surgery. It’s coming on Thursday. My right eye. I admit I’m nervous. I mean I have two eyes. Lose one and I’m fifty percent down.