This afternoon I went to the retinal specialist’s office for a periodic injection in my left eye to treat an ongoing affliction known as wet macular degeneration (choroidal neovascularization or CNV). As a result, I’m running on only three cylinders this evening.
It’s a good thing I put up several posts before I left, because I may not be able to do anything else tonight except post the news feed.
Whenever I start feeling sorry for myself under these circumstances, I remember that just fifteen years ago there was no treatment for my condition, which means that by now I basically would have been blind in one eye.
So I’m grateful. Thank you, Lord, for Avastin — and for retinologists like mine.