I was terrified when I heard the news. The doctors said my vision would only get worse in time, and that blindness was inevitable. At first, objects became fuzzy like they were out of focus.
Then they became light and dark blobs. Finally, I woke up one morning and it was all gone, I couldn’t see anymore.
I count my blessings though, I have a very loving and supportive husband along with an adorable baby boy. He was very understanding and loving through all of this.
I was clumsy the first few months; I broke a lot of glass and ceramics, and was always tripping or stubbing my toe. But my sweet husband helped me adjust to my new life.
He took time off from work to keep me company, fed me, clothed me, bathed me, and had the time to still make me feel… wanted as I was transitioning to my new normal.
I was comforted knowing that despite my disability, I was going to live a wonderful life.
One day, something odd happened. I woke up, and instead of the blindness which I had grown accustomed to, I started seeing light and dark blobs.
I squealed in excitement, it’s been so long since I’ve seen anything that I could barely contain my excitement.
I was cautiously optimistic about the return of my vision; I didn’t want to give myself false hope. So I decided to wait to see how things would improve.
Over the next few days, the light and dark blobs became fuzzy out of focus colors.
If this keeps up, it looks like I might fully regain my vision! I decided to wait until I had all of my sight back to break the good news to my husband.
He would be so happy for me, I just knew it.
I woke up one day and my vision was fully restored. I waited patiently for my husband to come back with our child from day care.
I heard my husband say, “Honey, I’m home!” I got up to embrace him only to freeze in place.
The man who came through the door wasn’t my husband, he had my husband’s voice but he was a complete stranger. The blood in my veins turned to ice and I felt sick to my stomach.
“No, don’t get up Celeste. Here let me help you.” This stranger came over to me, gave me a kiss and sat me down. “Don’t worry, I’ll put little Henry to bed.
” I in horror watched as he pulled out his phone and played baby crying sounds. I got up slowly and edged towards the door, when he rushed over and stopped me.
“Celeste, you don’t want to go out yet, you’re still adjusting. Sit, I’ll make us some dinner.” He led me into the kitchen where I bit my tongue to prevent myself from screaming.
There was my actual husband and baby laying in a pool of blood. “Honey, we’re having steak tonight!”