Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Love What You Do...

Sandwich Tern
Wiggins Pass - Naples, FL

"Do what you love, love what you do, leave the world a better place and don't pick your nose."
--Jeff Mallett

September was a long month. I had eye surgery early in the month to repair a glitched cataract surgery. For anyone, but maybe especially photographers who are right eye dependent with their cameras, any surgery on your "shootin' eye" is scary business. I spent August doing my research, finding the best doctor (he operated on Tom Clancy, for goodness sake, and gave him his sight back) at the best eye hospital (Bascom Palmer, Number 1 in the nation, right across the state from me!). I opened my eyes the day after the surgery and it was magic. I had the best vision I'd ever experienced in my life.

Those who know me well know I'm not especially flush with patience, although I'm getting better as time goes on. So, really, all things considered, I did good. No driving. No computer. Rest the eye. On the 4th day, I was able to drive myself back over for my first post-op check. Passed with flying colors. Drove home. Eye was a little tired, but life was grand.

And then, on the 5th day, I woke up and couldn't see. I'm serious. Things weren't black, but they were gray and muddy and it was like looking through a gallon of vaseline. A friend drove me back over. Some mention of rogue cells and such. A change in meds, come back in a few days. Days pass. Things worsen. I get yet another ride back over (one can never be thankful enough for friends) and they take me immediately into surgery. Silly rogue cells had been doing the guppy procreation dance under the incision and were invading the inner depths of my cornea. My own body was sending cells into areas where they were not wanted, and for the ten minutes it took to warm up the surgical equipment, I sat there, thinking about all my options. I decided that this is a wonderful argument for never having surgery on both eyes simultaneously. There was nothing to do but believe it was going to be fine.

I emerged from surgery grateful for skilled hands, and spent the next ten days doing the long re-recuperation, so unlike the first surgery. Stay away from the computer. Stay away from the camera. Don't even dream of the kayak or salt water. No bright sunlight. And worst of all, do not drive. The cat and I became real good friends.

I'm back to driving now - it's October, after all - and seeing pretty darned well, although it's still healing and not quite back to that perfect vision I so briefly had. I've recently been back in the kayak and best of all, I've picked the camera up once again. The first time I looked through it, I wondered what things would look like. They looked pretty darned good. In fact, I don't know that things have ever looked quite so good through the viewfinder before. I can *see*! It made me smile. It made me say that little silent "thank you" for all things that turn out good and sweet.

Do what you love, and do it with love. Believe. It just makes the world a better place.

Nikon D2x, Nikkor 80-400 VR

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