Wednesday, April 22, 2009

An unexpected operation
























































Cam went in today for his EUA at the Pretoria Eye Institute. The nurses and theatre sisters all greeted him with exclamations of ‘Cameron! It’s so good to see you!’ and ‘Sjoe maar hy word nou so groot!’ (He even got a Certificate of Bravery today...:)

The main reason for this particular EUA was to check whether or not the vitreous in the back of the left eye was ‘leaking’ again into the front of the eye. Jacobus said to Murray yesterday that he’d been thinking about Cam’s eye for weeks and wondering if and how he should make an incision to drain the vitreous again. Every time we operate there is increased trauma to the eye, which heightens the chances of glaucoma developing. He said that if he saw the need to operate he would do so today, rather than scheduling yet another general anaesthetic. Murray didn’t go into theatre this morning, because if Jacobus was going to operate then he didn’t want to be there – i.e. when Cam is under the knife, he prefers to wear his ‘dad hat’, rather than his ‘optometrist hat’. And so, while we were drinking fairly lousy coffee, because it felt like the right thing to do, with knots in our stomachs, our little man was undergoing his fourth operation and about his tenth general anaesthetic (we have literally lost count). He was so calm going into theatre. When the anaesthetist took him from me, Cam just snuggled up to his chest and put out his fingers to feel his face, as he often does when he meets new people.

Jacobus was pleased with how things went; the op was not unnecessarily invasive and he says that Cam’s eyes are looking good. His retinas and corneas are still healthy. The pressure in his eyes has increased to 20, which is still ok, kind of… but it’s on the upper side of normal so we’ll just keep on monitoring that.

He didn’t react all that well to the anaesthetic... He was cheerful, but pale, and sleepy, and he lost his supper all over his bedding...! We'll see Jacobus early tomorrow morning to remove the patch, and then it's eye drops every two hours for a week.

The photos: muffins for breakfast with Meagie when she slept over; playing with Lola before bedtime; first haircut at Granny's place last night, and playing Granny's lumo little flute for Dad; Cam's cot at the Pta Eye Institute; recovering at home this afternoon.
‘He sends a cross, but He also sends the strength to bear it.’ – Leo Tolstoy

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Think of Cam while you queue...

Cameron goes in for another exam under anaesthetic on Wednesday, 22 April, at 7h30. So, if you're in SA, while you’re shuffling forward in the voting line and mulling over where you will place your cross, please pray for him!

He got a new set of lenses this weekend and Murray is really pleased with the optics. Cam’s lenses are so difficult to make and so the labs just don’t always get the design and the prescription quite right. He should also be getting (yet another) set of lenses from the UK at the end of the week. Murray has come up with a (revolutionary!) new design that may well suit the material of the lenses, and so hopefully the lenses will fit well.

If you’re missing hearing from Cam himself, just before he went to bed now he said, ‘Da da da!?’ with tremendous enthusiasm and expression. So, there you have it…

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Birthday week























































































































































Hey! Here are some photos of my (actual) birthday on 7 April (I slept through all my presents so Mom and Dad got to open them). And then there are some pics of me playing around the house, and having an Easter-weekend-autumn-picnic on the fields with the van Reenens.

In the past two weeks I’ve really grown up a lot. I’m ONE now, you know. I’m walking and waving and saying real words (a few), with meaning and purpose. Mom says I’m my own person now. She says I’m independent and brave and that I am thinking and deciding for myself now about lots of stuff. That’s why she says she’s going to use her own words from now on, when she records all my adventures on this blog. She doesn’t want to put words in my mouth anymore because I’m getting big and pretty soon I’ll be able to tell my own stories. So until I know my letters and I can type, Mom will just tell you about what I’m up to and how it’s going with my eyes in her own words. (By the way, I’m learning something called pre-Braille. Granny has done all this research and I need to start learning this stuff while I’m still really little so that my fingertips will become super sensitive. I’m also going to learn normal letters, because if they are really big and really close I should be able to see them. So we’ve got Braille labels now, around the house and on a whole bunch of my stuff. Cool hey?!)

May the God who made Autumn leaves and soft puppies and cinnamon and hugs, bless you this Easter weekend!

Monday, April 6, 2009

Zillions and zillions of party photos…





































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































On Saturday 4th April it was my first birthday party! It was a Spots and Stripes Party – because I really like spots and stripes (I can see them nicely). Grandpa made me the coolest giraffe ice-cream cake, and Mom and Aunty Coral made spotty and stripy cupcakes. Loads of my friends and cousins came: Greg, Graeme, Meagan, Craig, Ben, Abigail, Tyla, Ella, Kristin, Dylan, and a whole bunch of grown-ups.

Tomorrow is my birthday! I can’t believe it’s already a whole year since God made me!