Little faces seen clearly now
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For Monday Morning Prompt…Contrast;….To See or Not to See…8/17/2011
August 17, 2011
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To See or not to See
I always thought
my sight was good…
not excellent, but as good
as anyone’s.
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There was a question
in my mind,
even with glasses,
how someone could
see birds in the trees,
deer in the forest,
four leaf clovers,
but
figured it was just me
and it was just an occasional
curiousity.
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Then
life got irritating.
Lights weren’t bright enough,
why didn’t the people at
my daughter’s new apt
make the driveway more
visible?
And eventually,
I couldn’t get my sunglasses
clean enough….
and threw them across the car
never to wear them again.
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Finally,
I went to the eye doctor.
New glasses would take
care of the problem.
This was after
I kept going by my daughter’s
driveway and one granddaughter said
“let me out here, I can walk back”
after three passes and missing each time.
The younger had a friend in the car
and as we got up to the entrance to
the apartment complex,
she turned to her friend and said,
“Don’t worry, Nana’s blind ! “
(made sense to them !).
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Cataracts.
Like looking thru waxed paper was the
diagnosis,
not new glasses.
In three weeks,
a miracle.
October,
“blind as a bat”.
December
“I can see clearly now !”
WoW !
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Saturday Centus: “…I’m not getting any younger…”
July 17, 2011
The hair is gray,
eyes see true..
cataracts are gone !
Mental pauses,
names escape me,
two canes,
a walker with a seat,
my wheelchair goes everywhere..
.“…I’m not getting any younger…”
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Update for February 2018
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Time flies
body changes or not…
still amazed with the vision
cataract surgery can give
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No more curls
and sprinkled more with gray.
Looking more like my grandmother
looking back at me.
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Walking not as nimble
unless wit “speed wagon”
my walker.
Ice and snow frighten me
two walking sticks the rule
if going out the door
in winter
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The Senior Center across the street
hand dandy for exercise and meals.
Writing group still meets,
tho most of the names have changed.
Death stalked us last year
and threw me for a loop.
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New crosswalk light
convenient for me…
right at the end of my path
easy to get where I am going
as long as I watch to see
the traffic sees the light.
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Mental pauses
still the same …
now see the humor since
this is now the “real me”
and others either don’t remember
the “old me
or
I’ve been this way since
I met them.
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The hair is gray,
eyes see true..
cataracts are gone !
Mental pauses,
names escape me,
two canes,
a walker with a seat,
my wheelchair goes everywhere..
.“…I’m not getting any younger…”☺.
siggiofmaine 