Saturdays With Mahalia
My Saturday date will be arriving soon. It is about 1:00 in the morning and sleep has eluded me. Actually, it tried to come upon me but my head is full of ideas for articles, features and stories that I would like the Contributors to help me bring to you. Most of the day was spent nursing a headache, one that came upon me after spending many hours on Thursday at the eye surgeon’s office having pre-op tests done.
Yes, my eyesight has been affected due to cataracts and other complications to the point that surgery is now required. One of the first things I had to do when I realised this was compare ophthalmologist vs optometrist, to see which kind of treament I needed.
Some members of the team that I have the privilege of managing in my day job were asking me whether I was anxious about the upcoming surgery. I told them that I was visiting somewhere similar to Clarity Eye and Surgery Centre and ever since, they’ve been asking hundreds of questions about it. Everyone keeps asking me whether I’m nervous about the surgery!
“No, I am not,” was my response and it was a very truthful one in the moment it was given. However, after being zapped, popped and scrutinized for about three hours on Thursday, my head not my eyes protested. As I had taken the day off from work, my thought was to come home and rest for the evening. That turned out to be wishful thinking as a crisis came up at my day job and I felt compelled to go in to calm the seas.
Listen When Your Body Speaks
A couple of hours after leaving a fractured team, some smarting from my rebuke and others thankful that some dirty laundry was aired, I returned home with a massive headache that refused to leave me into the night and today. At 5:00 Friday morning when I woke up and felt my head still heavy and pounding, it was clear to me that another day off was in the making.
Has you head even hurt you so badly and deeply that it felt as if your eyes would pop and no amount of painkillers would make it stop? Pill popper I am not, so aside from the ones that I take for my pre-existing condition of diabetes, most of Friday was spent in solitude and in the quietude of my apartment.
The thought of the surgery kept creeping up on me and the “what if’s:”
- What if your eyesight is worse than it is now?
- What if your only sight of your Kitten’s first steps is blurred?
- What if you cannot afford to have the specialised lenses put in when the time comes?
Flustered by the amount of negative possibilities that I allowed to take hold of me, I decided to leave the house and distract myself. I did the only shopping that I absolutely love doing – grocery shopping. I also visited a furniture store just to browse, and while in conversation with a sales agent there, I remembered my interview with Carol Graham of Battered Hope later this afternoon.
Battered Hope, Restoring Faith
Up until Thursday, I was anticipating this interview and recalled that Carol was very specific about the type of microphone that I needed to have for good sound quality. As I chatted with Dustin, the sales agent, about furniture out of the blue it hit me that I should have ordered the microphone online. Well, I made a mad dash for Best Buy and got one and so, Carol, I am ready and waiting for your call.
My granddaughter will be with me during the interview and that should prove to be interesting as she is a talker herself.
Come what may when Canada’s healthcare system allows for me to have my eye surgery, I will have these memories, clear as day in my heart and mind:
- Saturdays with my granddaughter who whistles like a bird and dances to any beat
- Conversations on finding peace and restoring your faith after living through childhood abuse, domestic violence and sexual assault
- Being up until after 1:00 in the morning, writing blog posts, re-designing and adding elements to this blog to make sure that your reading experience is first class.
Am I worried about the surgery? No, I have accepted what is, no pity party is being held, and looking forward to the next moments. Life has been good to me, around each corner and bend, and it will continue to take care of me around this one as well. As the song says, “Don’t worry, be happy,” and might I add – in all things give thanks.
What are some of your life’s moments that have given you cause to pause? How did you move on? Be sure to Subscribe and be updated when my interview with Carol is posted as well as receive unpublished and subscribers’ only offers.