Long story short: I learned last night that what I thought was an annoying result of my stroke is a rare genetic progressive eye disease.
By the end of today, I learned that while the only cure is still surgery (eventually, if it continues to progress) — recently (within the last five years or so) a method has been developed that only takes a few days to recover from, rather than a year (the old method) or a few months (a more recent method) during which you can’t use your eyes.
And it reminds me how tremendously far medicine has come in my lifetime. For example, my Dad’s walking around with 6 stents. Who knows? By the time I’m my mother’s age, we might even have found a cure for Alzheimer’s.
We are blessed to live in this time.