Life sure is funny sometimes, like years ago when I decided I wanted to be an artist but was also diagnosed with a somewhat serious eye disease. An artist that can’t see very well! I guess that isn’t funny at all. But, that was the card I was dealt. I was diagnosed with Kerataconus, and I struggled with it for many years until it got to the point that my cornea was scarred down the middle and my vision was very poor. It finally came time to do a cornea transplant. This happened a little more than two years ago.
For some reason it has been on my mind today. I can’t believe it has been two years already. The entire experience was very surreal for me; understanding that a stranger was going to die and I’d receive his/her tissue, accepting that part of my eye was going to be cut off and part of someone’s eye was going to be stitched to mine, and dealing with a year long recovery that was sometimes uncomfortable. It changed my life.
I never want to take for granted the special gift of sight I received. I am so grateful. I told myself then that all I could do to somehow show my gratefulness to my donor’s family was to use that gift to the best of my ability. I had decided to work as hard as I could on my art and to learn as much as possible. Two years later, I believe that I have lived up to that personal goal. I don’t know my donor or his/her family, but I’d like to think they would feel honored. I of course will continue to do everything I can to learn and create to the best of my ability. Maybe someday they will see how their loved one changed my life.