I just took my final dose of medication - opthalmic prednisone. What a relief to throw that little bottle in the garbage! I didn't even check to see if it is recyclable. Good riddance!
Now it's just a matter of waiting it out -- hoping to regain as much eyesight as possible. The surgeon says that it can take months to re-gain what has been lost. And there are no assurances how much will come back. But the pinhole test indicates that I should recover a lot more. I'll get measured for new glasses in a few weeks. And hopefully/likely, will need less strong lens in the coming months. In the meantime I'm getting by with my old glasses.
I will return to work August 1.
What can I say about these last 2 months? This was much harder than cancer. The isolation was killing me. I felt very lonely, isolated. I was hoping that it would take me inward, relishing in the time to practice meditation. But that's not how it was. Basically I could not wait to get back to my external, active life. So clearly I'm not very far along on the spiritual path. Give me a bike! and a party!
One new thing that I re-discovered over these 2 months was the guitar. We swapped Mark's classic Guild for a Walden which has a pick-up and electronic tuner. On Thursday I took a lesson with a well-known musician named Michael Nix. I was holding the guitar completely wrong - for starters. I hope to be able to find time to take regular lessons with him one I get back to full-throttle living. I love feeling the instrument resonate through my fingers and entire body. And having an amp makes it really fun.
Last night I ventured into the studio for the first time. It was so great to be in there again. I am curating a show in Cambridge that will be installed August 18. And hope to prepare a few more pieces before then.
And the Pan Mass Challenge - I am going for it! It is a week from Saturday. I have done 3 longish rides since Wednesday - 29 miles, then 45 miles, then another 40 on Saturday. It was beastly hot and I felt fine. I'm going by the conventional wisdom that if you can bike 60 miles comfortably, you can do a century ride. I'll attempt 60 this weekend. That will give me the confidence to do the full ride. But of course Mark says he'll pick me up anywhere along the way if I crap out. So I'll get in a few more "short" training rides (12-20 miles) and then rest completely next week. and eat! and eat! and eat!
Now it's just a matter of waiting it out -- hoping to regain as much eyesight as possible. The surgeon says that it can take months to re-gain what has been lost. And there are no assurances how much will come back. But the pinhole test indicates that I should recover a lot more. I'll get measured for new glasses in a few weeks. And hopefully/likely, will need less strong lens in the coming months. In the meantime I'm getting by with my old glasses.
I will return to work August 1.
What can I say about these last 2 months? This was much harder than cancer. The isolation was killing me. I felt very lonely, isolated. I was hoping that it would take me inward, relishing in the time to practice meditation. But that's not how it was. Basically I could not wait to get back to my external, active life. So clearly I'm not very far along on the spiritual path. Give me a bike! and a party!
One new thing that I re-discovered over these 2 months was the guitar. We swapped Mark's classic Guild for a Walden which has a pick-up and electronic tuner. On Thursday I took a lesson with a well-known musician named Michael Nix. I was holding the guitar completely wrong - for starters. I hope to be able to find time to take regular lessons with him one I get back to full-throttle living. I love feeling the instrument resonate through my fingers and entire body. And having an amp makes it really fun.
Last night I ventured into the studio for the first time. It was so great to be in there again. I am curating a show in Cambridge that will be installed August 18. And hope to prepare a few more pieces before then.
And the Pan Mass Challenge - I am going for it! It is a week from Saturday. I have done 3 longish rides since Wednesday - 29 miles, then 45 miles, then another 40 on Saturday. It was beastly hot and I felt fine. I'm going by the conventional wisdom that if you can bike 60 miles comfortably, you can do a century ride. I'll attempt 60 this weekend. That will give me the confidence to do the full ride. But of course Mark says he'll pick me up anywhere along the way if I crap out. So I'll get in a few more "short" training rides (12-20 miles) and then rest completely next week. and eat! and eat! and eat!