When I left off in yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I mentioned that after celebrating my grandson's birthday on the evening of New Year's Eve, I headed over to a church in the core area of Windsor.
The church I headed to, is a small one. I had received an e-mail invitation to join with other singles for a time of celebration, there. In the past, other events had happened at this particular church, involving singles, but I had not attended.
However, rather than sit at home alone on New Year's Eve, I decided it would be something I should consider doing. So, as requested, I telephoned the contact person and committed to attending.
Upon arriving, I introduced myself to the contact person and found out she was actually the pastor. I noticed a friend of mine who I had not seen in a long time, was there. It didn't surprise me, because I knew she worshipped at this church. B was busy, helping set up.
As I looked for a place to sit, I glanced around and noticed that a friend from our coffee group that meets once monthly at Tim Horton's was there, too! Together, R and I decided on a pew to sit in, sat down and began chatting.
The pastor began speaking. We all participated in the discussion and prayer time.
Then, the person in control of the lighting, turned on a special light that had been set up for New Year's Eve. The light was sort of like what you would see at a dance hall, that revolved circles of spotlight dots, imaging itself on the ceiling and every wall.
Blinding! I found it blinding!
Some of you may have wondered why I had written the other day, about having Ankylosing Spondylitis (AS) and the related eye problem, Iritis. As I mentioned the other day, I battle inflammation in my eye and when the inflammation rises, it brings on Glaucoma.
What I haven't written about, unless I've forgotten about doing so, is the fact that in the past, all the drugs I had to take to battle the eye problem, caused damage to my pupil function.
Having to use up to about a half dozen eye drops and/or ointments, for an extended period of time, in an effort to keep the eye problem under control so I wouldn't lose not just my vision, but also my eye, caused a major problem. While normal eyes dilate and contract on their own, based on the amount of light affecting them, the pupil of my affected eye is permanently dilated.
Not wanting to write a lengthy story about this, I will say that when I had surgery in London, Ontario, to restore my vision, the surgeon tried to stretch the iris, to make the pupil opening, smaller. Unfortunately, this didn't work, because as he stretched my iris, it began to tear. So, I have a permanent problem with my eye, relating to light sensitivity.
This means I must be cautious and protect my eye from situations that not only are blinding, but also painful. After all, the last thing I need is to have more damage done to my eye. A detached retina would not be good.
When the ballroom light began flashing around the church ceiling and walls, I covered my eye. My friend R handed me a Bible, to hold in front of my eye, preventing the light from attacking me. I noticed some paper in the pew holders, so I used that instead.
After a few minutes, the pastor asked the lighting fellow to shut off the light system that she realized was bothering me.
There's more to be said, but it will have to wait until tomorrow.
Until next time...
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