I thought of when Jesus healed the blind man. I had heard the story a million times but when I researched the story further for the first time something new got my attention. The first time Jesus touched the man, the man was not able to see clearly. It was only after a second touch from Jesus his sight was fully restored.
Mark 8:23-25English Standard Version (ESV)
23 And he took the blind man by the hand and led him out of the village, and when he had spit on his eyes and laid his hands on him, he asked him, “Do you see anything?” 24 And he looked up and said, “I see people, but they look like trees, walking.” 25 Then Jesus[a] laid his hands on his eyes again; and he opened his eyes, his sight was restored, and he saw everything clearly.
Last Saturday August 9th, was the five year anniversary of my baptism. The death of the old me and my new life in Christ. The first "touch" of new vision and the gradual "healing" to restored sight, something I will not achieve fully until I am restored in heaven. Every day the ability to be able to "see" brings me great joy in my daily walk with Christ.
After months and months of wearing my glasses I finally had PRK laser eye surgery a week ago.
The journey was not easy. I started out thinking the hardest question was could we afford it? Once we decided yes we *gulp* could, I made the call.
I had been wearing gas permeable contact lenses for over three decades! Yes, I AM that old!
Because of this I had to wear my glasses to assure my measurements were where they should be otherwise I'd end up like Mr. Magoo.
Towards the end, I started to get cold feet. No one could tell me what the days after would be like because " everyone heals differently." I worried I would be out of commission for weeks, and well I have adoption paperwork to finish, a ministry to run, and overall Mommy duties.
My doctor was so awesome! He seemed to be so thrilled at my final measurements and so confident he could make my vision perfect (my words, not his-legal disclaimer here). So based on my doctor's confidence and my husband's gentle encouragement, I had the surgery a week ago.
I went in knowing dozens of people were praying for me and I had complete and total peace about the outcome.
The night before my surgery I Googled PRK surgery. I can across a blog of a woman in California who had made daily and weekly blogs over the course of her recovery. Seeing those videos helped me so much so I decided no matter how cruddy I felt I was going to do the same.
I cannot say enough about my doctor, Dr. Gregg Berdy at Ophthalmology Associates in St. Louis.
He is sweet, kind and caring. No, I am not getting paid for this endorsement in any way. I had a great experience and want to let people know how great my experience was.
.Day 1-Surgery Day