Losing the physical self

There was another visit to the eye clinic on Wednesday. She had botox injected into her eye muscles to close it, it will take a couple of weeks to take effect. When Anita looks for encouragement from her body, she is let down time and time again. It’s like looking for a needle in a haystack. The largest most vital of organs, has been struck through deeply with life’s broadsword. It’s difficult for even the most beautiful of minds to resist the onslaught. She wants, with every sinew of her body, to make a good recovery. She’s never accepted well short of perfection in the past, and it’s hard to do so now. We all have to come to terms with our body’s inevitable decay; it’s a major part of life. That’s hard enough, but try it on fast forward and see how easy that is.

Anita wants her eye to be fixed, to be like it was. The only truth is nothing will ever be the same again. The ulcer has left scarring damage to her eye. There was no suggestion that this could be fixed, although this may be possible. She wants to get the squint sorted but it’s not a priority, given the infections and risk to her sight. The eye partially closes due to the gold weight but it can’t feel and this will always put it at risk. Therefore it must be closed. That’s the worst thing about her eye, you can’t even dream to be positive.

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