Happy New Year

I'm no nearer to a solution for the hole in my macular, one more specialist to see but so far it's has been a resounding - "probably better to leave well enough alone" and I don't mind, I'm getting used to not having that bit of site. Now I ask my husband to be
"Is that armpit clear?" and I'm thinking of training up regarding putting on eye make-up. If only I weren't so vain hey.
The brain has got a little something there that shouldn't be but so have 8 other parts of my body and right now I'm just letting it all be.

Down on my meds too. only need 5 and 5 now.

so dull really, for one with VHL things are plodding along and thank god for that because I'm getting married this year and frankly I could do without the hassle

My LIst

1 Brain
2 spine
1 optic nerve
2 kidney
1 tail of pancreas
oh and 1 liver

want one anyone?

Angioma and macular holes

I saw a second specialist today who said that I have PVT and that the tumour is sticking to the retina and so surgery would be extremely risky because even the slightest nick would result in a haemorrhage.
I only saw the specialist for a few minutes and after I recovered from hearing news I didn’t really want to hear I now have lots of questions and no one to ask so on the off chance you can help I’m asking this help group.

Q. If a macular hole remains untreated can you eventually loose all of your vision or does it only reach a certain level?
Q. Is it dangerous to leave a macular hole untreated?
Q. Is the only way to stop a haemorrhage to corterise the site?
Q. If there is a large haemorrhage in an eye is it visible from the outside?

update on this -
 Only reaches a certain level

nope - well I have to be aware of retinal detachment

Kind of but haemorrhages are not such a big deal, the blood is reabsorbed.

no, well not little ones

Sharing

nothing has changed

everything is normal

my normal 

Being normal

I've spent a week with my dad and his disabilities. We do all take so much for granted, such a cliché now but when I think of what used to be possible I realise how much he is missing. But my daughter doesn't know any different and as a result it seems to me that they have the best relationship out of all of us. She doesn't have any false expectation of him, she's only ever know who he is now and she loves him completely.
They get on, both as daft as each other. He winds her up; she winds him up. They play together and he is a proper granddad who does granddad type things.
So I miss parts of him that he misses but at least they are both enjoying their time together.

Fit and well

The scar on my forehead is from when I tripped as a child so not VHL related. 

My baby

My wonderful VHL free little one.
It is a good thing to be able to say, it is almost unbelievable 

My VHL free baby girl

the old fashioned way

This was how it worked the time before last

Dad and falling

It went well, but he fell over and now his face is quite a mess.
Small but significant up-date

Falling over happens a lot when you don't have good balance.

An interesting thing to keep doing...
sums him up
falling down, getting up again : repeat

Gamma Knife - coming up

it will be a week on Friday... The magic of sorting out a brain tumour without cutting open a skull. Takes about 20mins. I can't be the only one amazed by this. I can't be the only person who thinks 'too good to be true?' But maybe there were those who said that about paracetamol and the pill.
So once more my father will experience something that no doubt I too will one day endure and I am so grateful to him for being willing to do it. He does have a choice here. Some choice! I wonder if it (the tumour) were more deadly and by that I mean speedily so and not slow, eventually after horrendous pain and suffering and destruction of so much more, leaving only your soul to whittle away, just fast. If he would be being treated. I've gradually come to terms with the idea that for all the normal reasons my dad would probably prefer not to be here. He's apparently happy he has been this last year, a year since he tried, a year of wondering if he will again but that too has subsided.
He is here and part of my life and accepting the changes as best he can.
It is so hard but easier for me. I'm here. they are there.
I know I'll stay here, I stay selfish. I won't try to be 'a better daughter' I'll be me... and I'm always be grateful my dad was able to go first and that my daughter won't have to wait her turn.

gamma knife

Dad's going to have to have some gamma knife done... watch this space

My Little One

Isn't she wonderful?

No new nasties

It is a pleasure to say that I've just got back from my annual review and I'm able to happily ignore the twinge I had and the always bugging feeling that maybe something has grown. So, nope I'm free, free, free.

eyes and eyes but no one is looking

just that I notice it and I notice it every day. Nothing will change I suppose.

ummm

contradiction

I watch 'Ugly Betty' I know but it is escapism. I have hiccups right now and have decided to watch ‘House’. This is my Friday night viewing when my baby is asleep and my love is out, i may be a bit lame but I’ve been upset by what I see. I want Dr House to fix my dad’s case and I have to remind myself that the only way the episodes work is that someone already did.

Dad isn’t fixed yet and then Betty, dear, all good, well meaning, horribly moral Betty is letting her family down. She is letting them down because she is prioritising her life above that of her parent. Now this rings true, I too could move back home, could support more, could ask my newly formed family to change, I could not live the life I have been truly enjoying to ‘be’ with my father but I don’t want to. And to comfort me I think, believe, know that my father doesn’t want me to give up on any of my life either.
Now I am a mum, now I see what she wants I find it very hard to say no. Of course I say no, of course I avoid giving in to the obvious bad habits (which includes TV which is hypocritical because of the addiction to TV I have myself) So in short... I’m not moving home, I’m planning to live this life and I will sacrifice much for my baby and I will love my dad, my mum, sister and all of them from here.
Am I wrong?

We love the NHS

If you do, and you tweet, please join the #welovetheNHS tweet spectacular
my eye tumour is ok,
my dad is ok
things are ok

More news

A ridiculous week. Firstly my daughter turned 2, a big event for me and her. My eye is going to be fine, yes it bled, no need to do anything. Phew. My dad was released from one hospital only to be taken into another later on that week. And my partner lost his job. I left one school after 7years and then sort of started at the next.
You?

I was right

So an afternoon in Moorefields Eye Hospital can confirm that my tumour on my optic nerve has been bleeding. I'm back home and feeling fine except for lack of sight in my right eye and oh, the broken toe. I mean really, I was defending myself from a surprise attack from a dying bee and kicked a wall, it bloody hurt.

So back to my eye.

I know nearly as much as you do.

But I'll worry another day. today, ouch my toe...

eye eye

I just left a message with Moorefields eye hospital asking for my man to contact me, because the last few days I've had a dark streak across my vision in the eye with the tumour on the optic nerve. I've been here before of course. remember the toe... nothing came of that and if I blogged about every twinge I had I'd have gone mad by now and pissed a lot of people off. But I had that feeling tonight, one of oh well, could be worse.
I started to plan for an operation. I'm thinking, well it is slow at work and i'd rather be fit and healthy for the summer when I can spend some time with my little girl. I think it all became more obvious when We went for a bike ride and I turned to check that no cars were coming and I had to turn a lot because I couldn't see.
This streak has been there for a few days, i had an eye infection and it got gunky for a while but it isn't now and there is this streak. Now I feel stupid, now i'm thinking I bet it is nothing and you're going to waste more time and more tax payers money. Oh shit... I wish I had a medical degree, I hate this because I didn't mention my arm to anyone for months and it turned out to be a real, 'got to get it out' tumour.
Better safe than sorry?
Arrrghhh.