Now we’ve both been to the specialist and got some kind of treatment. But (his) story and (her) story are not over, yet.
On Tuesday the 6th I (Roger) received the treatment for my right eye. Considering our lowly estate, the doctor somehow managed to get me the medicine for free (we are talking about the price of a flat screen TV). Now that is amazing! However, I have not yet seen any improvements in my sight. I’m not sure how quickly I’m supposed to. I’ll find out when I’ll do a follow-up visit next week.
Using the laser to activate the dye that had been injected into my veins only took 83 seconds. But for 3 more days (a total of 5), I have to dress up like a Christmas tree when I go outside, because I am photosensitive. If I wouldn’t, I could get 3rd-degree burns, just from being in the sunlight. I was shocked yesterday, when at least a dozen children surrounded me in the school playground and chanted: “You’re a girl! You’re a girl!”. I must admit I do look rather “gorgeous” in that straw hat, big sunglasses, gloves and pink scarf.
To see the heart specialist, Kathy, had to go to Wichita, too. Her appointment was on Thursday the 8th. So, she and her mom did the 350-mile round trip yesterday. For several months now Kathy has been feeling an extra heartbeat, which often takes her breath away or keeps her from sleeping. She’s been worried about it, but was able to control it with Beta-blockers. Surprisingly, all that the doctor prescribed was a higher dosage of the medicine she’s already taking. If there aren’t any changes in a few weeks she’ll have to come back for more examinations and tests.
So, nothing has really changed. Kathy is still broken-hearted, I’m still half blind and God still has everything under control.