Grateful: I tell myself that I am not dying of Stage 4 breast cancer. We all have our stories and our plights in life. They come in different sizes and weights and yield different outcomes. Retinitis Pigmentosa (RP) just happens to be my plight and the end result if the clinical scientists do not find a cure is COMPLETE DARKNESS.
Fear: The dictionary defines fear as “to be afraid or apprehensive.” We all experience fear at some point in our lives, whether it is fear of losing a loved one who is sick, the sight of a snake, or a child’s need to sleep with the hallway light on. However, my first real memory of fear when it was up close and personal and staring me straight in the face was at age 18. It was the summer I graduated high school and the beginning of the next chapter of my life. Little did I know this “fear” would change my life forever.
Fear entered my life via a simple sentence comprised of eleven-words, “You are night blind and can no longer drive at night.” The room was silent and it was difficult to comprehend exactly what the doctor meant by these words. Reality struck and fear was now apart of my world. Instilled in my brain where it never inhabited before.
Prior to these words, I was living my life just like any other 18-year-old around the world – carefree and tackling life with a vengeance. Fear was not part of the equation. It is hard to explain, but I did not realize there was something wrong with my eyes. I assumed everyone saw this way. Bad assumption, I know.
If I was so wrong about my eyes, what else could I have been so wrong about. See…the fear was taking effect and having a party turning a confident young woman into someone she could barely recognize.
The fear’s first conquest paralyzed me by taking away my ability to drive at night. What would be next?
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