Since before I was born, my mother has had glaucoma and uveitis in both of her eyes. Glaucoma causes increased eye pressure while uveitis causes inflammation and eventually lead to vision decline. Although she had this serious condition,
I was never affected because she never acted like she had a disability. Her insistence of everyday tasks were her ways of assuring herself that there were still aspects in her life that she could control since she was in a situation that she could not change.
However, I finally got a call from reality in the form of a phone call. I learned in school that my mother had fallen down the stairs from our second floor apartment. I don't remember the ride to the hospital, all I remember is that there were a thousand thoughts running through my …show more content…
I felt an out-of-body experience in that moment. For some reason, all I kept thinking about what I looked like that morning when I left for school. I was caught up thinking about what the last image my mother had of me in her mind. Did I even make eye contact with her as I rushed downstairs? Did I smile at her when I said goodbye? I was too overwhelmed with shock to move past the door.
The doctor told us that she was still recovering and that they needed to do some tests on her eyes to see if the impact of the fall altered her eye pressure in any way. I was forced to leave early after only six hours, because my father didn't want my brother to have any sort of trauma about the experience. If she had gone blind, that moment would have been my biggest regret. I would never have been able to live with the guilt that I decided to selfishly go home at a time in my mother's life where she needed the comfort of her children being beside her the most.
I realized later that this was an indicator that she wasn't fine. She wasn't verbalizing her fear of losing her vision, and her inner turmoil had manifested itself physically. The same way that I was distancing myself from people
I was never affected because she never acted like she had a disability. Her insistence of everyday tasks were her ways of assuring herself that there were still aspects in her life that she could control since she was in a situation that she could not change.
However, I finally got a call from reality in the form of a phone call. I learned in school that my mother had fallen down the stairs from our second floor apartment. I don't remember the ride to the hospital, all I remember is that there were a thousand thoughts running through my …show more content…
I felt an out-of-body experience in that moment. For some reason, all I kept thinking about what I looked like that morning when I left for school. I was caught up thinking about what the last image my mother had of me in her mind. Did I even make eye contact with her as I rushed downstairs? Did I smile at her when I said goodbye? I was too overwhelmed with shock to move past the door.
The doctor told us that she was still recovering and that they needed to do some tests on her eyes to see if the impact of the fall altered her eye pressure in any way. I was forced to leave early after only six hours, because my father didn't want my brother to have any sort of trauma about the experience. If she had gone blind, that moment would have been my biggest regret. I would never have been able to live with the guilt that I decided to selfishly go home at a time in my mother's life where she needed the comfort of her children being beside her the most.
I realized later that this was an indicator that she wasn't fine. She wasn't verbalizing her fear of losing her vision, and her inner turmoil had manifested itself physically. The same way that I was distancing myself from people