A writer’s dilemma….
About ten days ago I went to my eye Doctor for a routine exam. I procrastinate doing many things, and this was one of them. I was confident all the various tests and machines were necessary. A young vivacious woman entered the exam room and announced herself as my new Doctor. She moved at the speed of light and was rather snappy when I didn’t answer quickly. I am polite and patient to a point, she had already passed it.
When I queried her, I was told I had a cataract in my right eye, but it wasn’t ready for surgery. That suited me fine as long as I could see and continue to write. Now came the one-two punch. There was something growing in my left eye and I needed to see a surgeon in another city one hour from my home. Now I became concerned, I am a writer.
Dr. Snappy insisted that this was the only man for the job. I asked, “Am I going blind?’
“You just need to see him,” she said.
“Well won’t a Doctor here do ?”
“If it was my eye, “she said, ” he’d be the man I’d want.”
Once home I contemplated what it would be like, as a writer, if I couldn’t see. I maybe honing my skills, however I never want to release this passion. I remained calm, and began to think if I became sighted how I would accomplish this feat. Ah! There is dragon, I can speak my manuscript. I have a wonderful editor and I’m sure she would accomplish that end of the challenge. Could I learn braille? I also love to read and there are audio books. The question was how could I do my searches, see all the wonderful things the net has to offer, and what about art? I love art: the colors, the strokes , and the soul baring of the artist. How would I accomplish diving into those depths?
Every day we take so much for granted, our sight, movement, the ability to stand and run, to hear. This has been a wake up call that I must enjoy and savor each moment as it is the last. We all should. In the end everything will work out, I believe this with all my heart. My passion is to write, to tell a story and I will find my way no matter what happens.
What if something happened to you? Ask yourself how and what you would do to continue doing whatever makes you feel alive. Take the time to appreciate your gifts, and if you know someone less fortunate, find a way to help brighten their day. A person wheelchair bound may like to take to trails they can’t handle alone, a sighted person could possible want just to smell the sweet fragrance of flowers. Appreciate, care and love. We only have today, tomorrow isn’t promised, and yesterday is gone.