On This Day

Today was my original due date so I decided to stop in at the Nursing Station and have Owen weighed. I was curious what he might weigh had he been full term. He was a whopping 8 pounds and 7.7 ounces!!! He is turning from a peanut to a porker and I am proud of it! He has gained over 3 pounds since we left the hospital 3 weeks ago.
Today was also the day I finally got in to see an eye specialist. Several tests were done and it was soon very clear that the vision in my left eye was not clear at all. In fact when the doctor told me to read the line of letters I had to confess that I couldn't even see the line. Because my mother got cancer in her left eye (which took her life), we were a bit concerned that I might have something serious such as that. The doctor ran additional tests to check for cancer and THANKFULLY they didn't find anything of the sort! The first doctor who saw me told me that as far as he could tell everything looked perfectly normal in the anatomy of the eye and he couldn't explain why my vision was not good. He could see the scar from my lasik surgery and thought the surgery was well done. He also told me that he didn't think they could do anything to improve my eyesight because they could not tell why it was messed up. He then asked another doctor to come in and examine me. She said more of the same. The pressure behind each eye was within normal range, I didn't have any cataracts, and I did not have glaucoma. All of that was great, but I still couldn't see clearly. After an hour of extremely bright lights and discomfort, the two doctors told me that I needed to see a retina specialist. They named a condition with a long name that I can't remember and told me that somebody more advanced than they would need to see me. My first thought was, "And how long will it take to get in and see that guy?" However, the doctor himself called the retina specialist and told him about my situation and said I needed to be seen as soon as possible. When he got off the phone the doctor gave me directions to the other doctor's office and told me to go right over. WOW! What great customer service! So we made our way to the retina specialist where a bunch of other tests were done. The result - nothing. The doctor looked at me and agreed that I clearly had poor vision in that eye but had no explanation for it. He said his best guess was that during labor my blood pressure got so high that I got some condition that I again don't know the name of. The good news is that if he is correct, it's not a permanent problem and should fix itself within time. The bad news is that if that's not the case, we don't know what else to do. I have to go back in 4 weeks and the hope is that my vision will go back to normal by then.
I'll end with some pictures for the family. I know Aunt Judy checks for these every day!

Our church in Michigan wanted a family picture of us. We attempted, but Owen wasn't in the mood.
Aunt Sarah came to meet Owen.
He loves his hands by his face!