Music to my ears!
Do you remember me telling you that my oldest son, Grant, set me up with some tunes for the first few months of this ordeal? Since that time, even with improved vision, I’ve gotten more into listening to music. You name the type of music and I think I’ve listened to it. Pop, Rock and Country will never get old, but Indie Rock, Classical and Rapp have grown on me. If you’re interested try listening to The Killers or Eminem. Sometimes the words have much meaning and sometimes it’s hidden.
When Grant set me up, I was listening to The Beatles, Pink Floyd and Jimmy Hendrix. That was when both lids were down and my anxiety was up. Would I ever be able to see, like a “normal” person, again? The jury is still out, but it doesn’t look good. Am I going to have other problems with paralysis, swallowing or breathing? It’s still a concern, but not one that consumes my day.
Last week was great! During the 5-day work week I had 20+ meetings with customers and partners. I made it (safely) to each appointment on MY OWN! WooHoo! At each meeting I spread my story like warm butter on hot toast. This isn’t easy, but with time I’m becoming more accustomed to sharing this. Many times, the person that hears my story relates it to something in their lives. That’s when I know that I’m doing the right thing by writing this blog.
The end of the week was a little trying. I spent the morning with customers and had a few hours until my next meeting. Instead of going home to work, I went to a coffee shop in Easton. There I opened up my iPad and started to work. I’m not sure if it was because of the long week or the down-time in my schedule, but my vision bothered me more than it has in a while. The one thing that took my mind off of my vision was the music being played. It almost had a holiday sound to it.
That night Connie and I took Colin and his buddy to the Hilliard Darby basketball game. Even though I was tired it was good to get my mind occupied. Those sort of things help me to cope. There’s nothing like watching high school sports. What makes it even better is to hear my son, Grant, playing in the pep band. Go Wagner!
Some things in life are better experienced with your eyes closed.