Things are very blurry today. Just another day in the life of a person with Multiple Sclerosis. This is not unusual for people with MS. In fact, for many of us, this is our first symptom. There is usually a deep pain behind the eyes along with visual problems.
I take my glasses off. I put them back on again. I peek over the top of my glasses. Then I pull them up so that I can look at a different part of my trifocals. Nothing works. The best way to see is without the glasses altogether. This will pass in a day or two–I hope.
My vision became wacky yesterday while I was visiting a friend of mine. There we were talking and I kept seeing two of her. I didn’t know where to look and wondered if she noticed my eyes bouncing around trying to focus on the right person who sat just a few feet away from.
I gave her an exciting visit besides the dance of the jiggling eyes. We were about to step out back. She was in front of me opening the sliding door and I behind her, as a sequel to the dance of the jiggling eyes, I decided to drop and dance down on the floor knocking over her coffee table.
I laid on the floor quietly trying to assess any damage. My baby finger on my left hand was throbbing like crazy but other than that, everything seemed to be okay. I’m almost certain that finger is broken. I’ve had it wrapped for about 24 hours or more and it’s not improving. So I’m headed to a Doctor’s office to see if they can wrap it properly.
Everyone needs a friend like I have. She sat there quietly. She asked me if she could look at my head. She was certain I hit the back of my head. I had not hit my head. She looked so worried that all I could do to allay her fears was to smile and tell her everything was fine. I did admit to my finger hurting. She went hunting for bandages, came back with a box of band-aids and taped my baby finger to my ring finger. That made it feel better immediately although the throbbing continued. Yes, we all need and deserve a friend like mine.
I don’t know what caused this fall. I was standing one minute and the next, I was on the floor. Although I hate the loneliness of being inside my house almost 24/7, I admit that I’m rather afraid of going out for fear of things happening like this.
Now if I could see clearly, I would feel better as well.
Sometimes, when people are not demonstrative, you can still see the love and compassion in their eyes. Since most people I know do not verbalize very well, it’s the seeing that becomes my strength through them. Seeing is important for me.
My Take on This:
We had a great time! Friendship and love is worth every topsy turvy fall any day.