You know you're going to have an interesting day when you call the eye doctor for an appointment and they ask, "Could you come in this afternoon?"
I had started seeing flashes in my left eye the night before. Doing a little Google research taught me that almost everyone, at one time or another, has flashes, so that generally it's not anything to worry about. But I thought it would be a good idea to go ahead and schedule an appointment to get it looked at, and was a little surprised that they wanted to see me the same day.
Most of the appointment was just following the same routine every eye exam appointment follows -- vision check, pressure check, dilation, exam through the scope and with the head magnifier, at which point the dr. said everything looked perfect. Things changed a little, though, when he decided to take a second look, this time using a contact lense in addition to the scope. After looking for a while, he asked his colleage to step in and have a look. They both agreed there was a separtion of layers of the retina, but seemed unsure if more was going on, so arranged for me to see a retina specialist as soon as I could make the drive to his office.
The retina guy was waiting for me, as by now it was after office hours. "What we find will determine whether we go to the operating room in the morning" set the tone. He did an intial exam, and announced that everything looked fine. As he continued using the contact lens, he announced that what I had was retinoschisis, a separation of the layers of the retina, but no detachment, holes, or tear, and further that I have it in both eyes. Other encouraging words was that the condition does not require treatment, and that he would not expect it to progress sufficiently to threaten my central vision, but that we would monitor it. Next he took photos of the inside of the eye, both so that there would be a baseline and to show me what he was seeing. He did discuss the possibility of using laser to tack the retina layers to themselves as an attempt to prevent progression, but noted that in the long run that can complicate repairs if holes or tears or detachment occur. So the current plan is to monitor, although I'll see his partner Friday morning to see if he concurs.
So, it was an interesting and unsettling afternoon. My prayer is that there is no progression, and no need to do anything but monitor it over time.
Thursday, May 04, 2006
Friday, April 21, 2006
Fingers are SO interesting.
How long do you expect to live?
Here's a link to a post in the SciGuy blog that provides the latest statistical data on longevity, as well as a nice calculator to estimate your life span.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Ben's 3 Months Old!

Watching him on video via computer, it's fun to watch him working on his eye-hand coordination. The other night it was taking kicking both legs and waving his right arm to help get his left hand to his mouth, but he did it. It's just amazing how fast he's growing and developing.

Friday, April 07, 2006
What's Up With the Poetry?
You've probably noticed that I've posted some poems lately, and may be wondering what's up.
While working through the book, The Rest of God: Restoring Your Soul by Restoring Sabbath by Mark Buchanan, he suggests writing poetry as a discipline to help actually see what's around you every day -- as a way to pay attention. One is required to carefully observe and pay attention in order to describe. It causes you to focus on other things, other people, instead of yourself. And it leads to thinking about what you've seen as you write and describe it. So I decided to try it, because I often find myself going through the motions as I follow my agenda, and miss much of what is going on around me.
It's interesting what happens when you give yourself permission to be open to seeing things that you might describe through poetry. YOU SEE THINGS YOU OTHERWISE WOULDN'T SEE! Try it.
As an adjunct to working on paying attention through poetry, I've started a moblog -- a photo blog where the posts are done from my cell phone -- called Way Finding. Sort of the same idea -- be aware of things I am seeing and snapping a photo with my cell phone, as a way of noticing God and His work in every day things. It helps me pay attention to things I wouldn't otherwise notice. If you'd like to know more about moblogging and/or set up one for yourself, let me know.
And I highly recommend Buchanan's book. In a culture that worships being busy, a fresh look at Sabbath and rest can be life-changing.
While working through the book, The Rest of God: Restoring Your Soul by Restoring Sabbath by Mark Buchanan, he suggests writing poetry as a discipline to help actually see what's around you every day -- as a way to pay attention. One is required to carefully observe and pay attention in order to describe. It causes you to focus on other things, other people, instead of yourself. And it leads to thinking about what you've seen as you write and describe it. So I decided to try it, because I often find myself going through the motions as I follow my agenda, and miss much of what is going on around me.
It's interesting what happens when you give yourself permission to be open to seeing things that you might describe through poetry. YOU SEE THINGS YOU OTHERWISE WOULDN'T SEE! Try it.
As an adjunct to working on paying attention through poetry, I've started a moblog -- a photo blog where the posts are done from my cell phone -- called Way Finding. Sort of the same idea -- be aware of things I am seeing and snapping a photo with my cell phone, as a way of noticing God and His work in every day things. It helps me pay attention to things I wouldn't otherwise notice. If you'd like to know more about moblogging and/or set up one for yourself, let me know.
And I highly recommend Buchanan's book. In a culture that worships being busy, a fresh look at Sabbath and rest can be life-changing.
Thursday, April 06, 2006
A Mom
A mom,
A large smile on her face,
Was enjoying lunch,
With her adult daughter and friends.
Getting up from the table
Was shaky and difficult,
Three women helping,
Protecting Mom from falling,
Helping Mom steady herself
On her walker with wheels.
A slow procession,
Grouped around still-smiling Mom,
Moved toward the exit.
“I’ve sure enjoyed being with you!”
Was spoken through the smile.
And I, observing unnoticed,
Knew I’d seen a sacred moment,
God’s love shared,
A mom filled with joy.
Jim Hughes
April 5, 2006
A large smile on her face,
Was enjoying lunch,
With her adult daughter and friends.
Getting up from the table
Was shaky and difficult,
Three women helping,
Protecting Mom from falling,
Helping Mom steady herself
On her walker with wheels.
A slow procession,
Grouped around still-smiling Mom,
Moved toward the exit.
“I’ve sure enjoyed being with you!”
Was spoken through the smile.
And I, observing unnoticed,
Knew I’d seen a sacred moment,
God’s love shared,
A mom filled with joy.
Jim Hughes
April 5, 2006
In a Hurry
In a hurry,
On his own mission
More important
Than others’ safety,
More important
Than demonstrating respect
Or courtesy for other lives,
The man with the goatee
Stared us back onto the curb
As he drove his red Suzuki
With determination through the crosswalk.
I saw in him,
In his behavior,
A glimpse of me,
Too busy,
Too hurried,
To allow God in.
Being in a hurry,
Being busy with ourselves,
Kills our hearts,
Makes us less like God.
Jim Hughes
April 5, 2006
On his own mission
More important
Than others’ safety,
More important
Than demonstrating respect
Or courtesy for other lives,
The man with the goatee
Stared us back onto the curb
As he drove his red Suzuki
With determination through the crosswalk.
I saw in him,
In his behavior,
A glimpse of me,
Too busy,
Too hurried,
To allow God in.
Being in a hurry,
Being busy with ourselves,
Kills our hearts,
Makes us less like God.
Jim Hughes
April 5, 2006
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