I recently received my new glasses from the Mayo Optical Shop!
My prescription changed drastically following the recent eye muscle surgeries, and I can really tell a difference with these. They do not help with the dark blobs and spots I still experience with my left eye, but overall my vision is greatly improved!
I am also relieved the lenses are not nearly as thick as I feared. It is amazing what can be accomplished with today's technology and resources.
They are made in France by Dilem. Around the lenses, they are brushed copper.
The really cool part are the temples which are interchangeable.
My first choices are rather subdued, except for one pair.
The pair on the glasses, in the photo above, is burgundy.
The second pair is black, with cross hatching in shades of camel and brown.
The third pair is bright turquoise with brown swirls.
The temples are very easy to snap on and off. The first time was a little frightening. I had visions of everything snapping into pieces.
I already have plans to select a few more patterns and colors.
Earlier this week, a reader left a comment inquiring about my eye problems. Since I had no way to contact her directly, I will answer here and hope she reads it.
Approximately seven years ago, I was first diagnosed as hypothyroid. My thyroid did not produce enough thyroid hormone, and I was placed on Synthroid. For almost five years, I had absolutely no problems and my levels remained constant. I was seen on a regular basis for check-ups and blood labs.
At some point between check-ups, my thyroid reverted and began producing too much hormone. It happened gradually, and was not noticeable until the symptoms became quite severe. I experienced heart palpitations, chest and jaw pain, tremors of the hands, feet and legs, shortness of breath and great fatigue. At approximately the same time, my eyes began to ache and became very sensitive to light.
I was diagnosed with Graves Disease, the most common cause of hyperthyroidism. There is no history of it in my family. It is often caused by a viral infection or external factor. In my case, they believe it could well have been stress. My thyroid became enlarged and fibrous. It was surgically removed, due to its size and concern over suspicious spots on the gland.
Following surgery, my eyes seemed to ache less, and my physicians were quite optimistic that I had escaped any severe vision problems. The outward symptoms of Thyroid Eye Disease are swelling and bulging of the eyes. I exhibited none of that.
Approximately six months after the removal of my thyroid, I was diagnosed with Thyroid Eye Disease.
It is my understanding not all persons with Graves Disease will experience vision or eye problems.
Not all Thyroid Eye Disease patients experience the type of thyroid problems I did.
My best advise is to be seen by a competent endocrinologist and ophthamologist if you ever have any concerns. I discounted some of my earliest symptoms as age or stress related, and did not seek medical care between scheduled check-ups as quickly as I should have. None of us like to visit doctors -- and in particular specialists -- but sometimes it may be what saves your life or your vision.
On a sweeter note, have you heard about the banana pudding milkshakes at Chick Fil A?
Many of you already know I was a huge fan of the chocolate peppermint shakes. Sadly, they are no longer served. These are good, but I really miss the chocolate peppermint variety. Perhaps it is for the best. With the quickly approaching season for shorts and swimsuits, milkshakes may not be my figure's best friend!
Have a great Friday and weekend!
A reader asked if I had prisms in my glasses. I do not. The type of double vision I have could not be corrected with prisms. The muscle eye surgery that I underwent in December corrected the majority of the double vision. I still have double vision when looking certain directions, or if I am tired.
Last week, during a quick trip into town for an appointment, I also made a dash through the Dallas Quilt Celebration. This quilt by Michelle Knoerzer was titled "The Next Phase of Its Life". It was constructed of Lay potato chip bags -- and very difficult to photograph due to the reflective nature of the "material".
I normally gravitate toward the traditional quilts. Ones that remind me of those made by my grandmother.
However, there was a contemporary one that really stopped me in my tracks.
Heather Pregger created "Strip Study #2".
I loved the colors and use of very simple shapes to create such a piece of art.
The colors were much more vivid than my camera was able to capture, due in part to the overhead fluorescent lights.
The machine quilting, in straight close lines across the width, added great texture.
The Best of Show winner this year was truly spectacular!
Linda M. Roy named her winning quilt "Icing on the Cake".
It was completely handstitched.
The quilt incorporated appliques and hand embroidery in shades of coral, blue and green on a dark chocolate brown tone-on-tone fabric.
I had just completed what I thought was a difficult year of health issues. During that time, I realized how much I missed various things in my life.
For several years, I had devoted almost every hour of my days to my little shop that specializes in fabric and supplies for heirloom sewing and smocking.
Don't get me wrong. I love that part of my life.
This blog was to be a venue for sharing not only my love of sewing, but some of my other passions.
Never did I dream that so many posts would contain medical terms, nor that they would describe me.
God works in mysterious ways.
Maybe he knew that I would need prayers, encouragement and diversion.
As is often true in life, I feel that I have gained more than I have given.
So, thank you for coming to read once in awhile.
Thank you for leaving comments and asking questions.
Thank you for overlooking the days, and sometimes weeks, that I did not post.
Thank you for so many things.
Several weeks ago, I began reading One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp.
You have probably seen her best selling book, or related video, making its way around blogland.
Ms. Voskamp discovered that in giving thanks for the life she already had, she found the life she always wanted.
I have always believed not all of life's gifts magically appear on holidays and birthdays.
They do not all come wrapped in shiny paper and tied with glorious bows.
Sometimes what we think is the mundane, is really priceless.
Sometimes what we think are tragedies, are actually gifts.
It all depends on how we look at it.
Even a disease and wonky eyes can be a blessing, in ways I never guessed.
A simple blog can link us in ways I never imagined, and for which I am so grateful.
A copy of One Thousand Gifts is my gift to one dear reader.
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I am a wife and mother. I am the granddaughter of Bessie and daughter of Mary: two women who passed down to me their love of needlework. Now, I see their hands and continue to feel their unwavering love and guidance with each stitch that my hands make. I love hydrangeas, peonies, poppies and periwinkle blue. There is a soft place in my heart for things showing age. Perhaps because I pray to still be cherished when I grow old.