I thought I had problems. My father died last month. My sister and I are
going through the bills, the taxes, and the paperwork for succession. It's
sad work. I can't even imagine how Jim is feeling right now. There is some
hope. When blood vessels rupture in the eyes, the blood temporarily blocks
vision until it clears. We can hope that the source of the leakage can be
fixed. My grandmother had diabetes. She lived in my house for about ten
years. I remember her fainting spells. Sometimes life just gives a person a
hard times and sometimes you get struck by lightning. That's when you know
how really valuable your friends are to you. Support helps when you are
frightened and hurting inside. My prayers are with him. Sometimes you get
caught in one of life's storms and you have to wait out the rain. I'm sure
that a time will come when the fear will pass. Tell Jim to let the storm
run its course and give life a chance to get better. Sometimes life around
you gets confused and it needs time to sort itself out. That's when you
have to trust that it eventually will. I wish that I knew how to help him
deal with the fear. Try to find some diabetes support groups to connect him
with. They will know more about how to help him through this (regardless of
what happens) than anyone else will. There are government programs what can
help with the bills and help him to find employment if that need occurs. He
will feel more secure if he knows that he still has a future where his
medical needs and his bills will be taken care of.
Edward Fox
At 20:55 4/18/2002 +0000, you wrote:
>I'm writing this from Jim's account because it allows me to send the
>letter as a Special Message.
>Jim had to go to an eye doctor today. There's a possibility he may
>lose his eyesight. Jeezus, I'm crying so hard I can barely read the
>keyboard.
> From what he told me, both of his eyes are bleeding internally. The
>doctor said it was due to his diabetes. His left eye is worse,
>because there's some swelling and the blood vessels are rerouting
>themselves somehow (I'm not too clear on it).
>I know Jim doesn't pray, and I haven't been to church in a long time,
>but please, I beg you, if you can, please say a prayer for him. He's
>too proud to ask for help, but he said he's probably gonna run
>another auction thing this weekend to help pay for surgery (if it
>will work in this case). He doesn't have insurance yet from his job,
>but he hopes to get some of the money owed to him by Rabbit Valley.
>Oh God, I don't know what to do. I've never seen him scared like
>this. Fuck, I've never seen him CRY, even when a bunch of his
>relatives died within a year or two of each other.
>I think I'm more scared because he once told me his sole reason for
>getting up every morning was looking forward to creating new art. He
>said if he ever lost his eyes that he wouldn't have a reason to go
>on. I dunno if he was joking or not, but I kinda doubt it. I don't
>want anything to happen to him, but I don't know what to do!
>I don't know what other groups he's on, but if any one of you would
>be kind enough to maybe pass this information on, I would be forever
>grateful. I'm sorry to have to post such a bad letter, but I thought
>it was important that you all know. Please help.
>
>Desiree Lee
Received on Thu Apr 18 2002 - 23:03:05 CDT