A few years ago Evyr was diagnosed with a kidney condition they say has no cure. Some children stay on medicines throughout their whole life, others end up going into kidney failure, but some can grow out of it.
We trust Yah as a healer so we believe He will “grow her out of it.”
However, it’s been a long, weary, tiresome, tear-filled road. Bloodwork trauma, standing on lines for lab work before the sun even rose, often having to leave work for appointments or emergencies, feeling the weight of seemingly unanswered prayers. Just, a lot.
And this past summer, she ended up having to get chemotherapy (you can’t imagine our devastation). Why? They’d worked through multiple medications that were supposed to help the kidney challenges, but they weren’t working as they believed it could. So, they went on to something stronger. Hairloss is now added to the list of problems that didn’t exist before their medicines; and all these new problems trying to fix an old one. But, that’s another story. Back to the glasses.
About a year ago, Evyr’s perfect vision started to change. After years of ingesting a steroid medication (amongst others), she now had bone and sight problems. She kept saying she couldn’t see the board, or read signs far away. And I realized, after doing more research on the Prednisone they were prescribing, in large doses, for long periods of time…that the very thing they said was helping her, had complicated her health further (and was not even healing her, but instead just suppressing it).
So, I scheduled an appointment with an optometrist only to confirm, her vision ability had in fact turned problematic. The optometrist further explained that years of steroid usage does impair the vision and can even turn into cataracts, as I’d read. Thankfully, she does not have cataracts or even onset of the condition.
She Narrowed It Down to Two Choices
When the optometrist gave her different lenses to look through, she got excited. “I can actually see clear!” she almost yelled. And, despite the fact that I was angry over what the medicines had additionally caused, I was glad to see my daughter smile with relief.
We left the exam room and went to pick out about five pairs of glasses she could try. Of the five, she picked two, but couldn’t decide from there.
And the Winner Is…
Since her favorite color is blue, she selected these. We ordered them and walked out of the office still hoping for kidney healing, but glad for a solution to one of the other problems their kidney medicines have caused.
School’s Just a Little Easier, Now
About a week later they called us to pick up her very own prescription glasses. Everywhere she looks, she exclaims how clear it is again. She no longer struggles to see the board—and soon, we hope the kidney struggles will be gone too.
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