Achievements of a Different Kind

Nothing in the world is worth having or worth doing unless it means effort, pain, difficulty… I have never in my life envied a human being who led an easy life. I have envied a great many people who led difficult lives and led them well― Theodore Roosevelt


A person works hard and strives for achievements in fields of their choice and is proud of them. I too have worked hard but the achievements have been of a different kind, incomprehensible and baffling... appendectomy, cholysystectomy, hysterectomy and now vitrectomy! That is excluding the C-section, D&C and hospitalisation for issues that needed close monitoring. Phew!

Yes, I had the honour of adding a name to the list of surgeries, in 2020...Vitrectomy! 2020 has been a year of learnings of a different kind as you would agree. One of the many learnings has been when I developed a macular hole in my right eye. None in the family had any clue about it when it was diagnosed. Going in for surgeries with the implications explained by the specialists, it was like venturing into unchartered waters. For once, I blindly followed what the retina surgeon (Dr A) advised.

It has been three months to date, since I underwent Vitrectomy and the gas bubble in the eye which was just a speck in the sixth week, suddenly disappeared on the day I stepped into the seventh week! Such precise information was given about its disappearance by Dr A. But I have had more good news from him. He said that I am one of the few lucky people where the hole is closed fully. I can definitely, see well and the distorted lines and images have disappeared !! The haziness seems to be getting stronger but then that is to be expected as the cataract has set in which is a consequence to the surgery, I have gone through. So I have one more surgery to go in for, in the New Year. Phew!

Grateful to Dr A and his team for doing such a wonderful job. I am thankful to the supporting staff, at the hospital, for ensuring that the protocols are followed by all the patients and their attendants, in this pandemic. I am obliged to friends and family who prayed for a successful surgery and exceptional recovery. A few called in to help but in this pandemic when things were opening up gradually, my husband and I did not want to risk exposure to anyone if we could help it. We are glad that we are all safe!

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