I've got an appointment in a few weeks to see if I'm a good candidate for a vision surgery. I'm trying to not get too weird about it/get too far ahead of myself thinking about how it could affect my life. I'm a little young for this type of surgery and there's a fair chance my prescription hasn't yet stabilized/my eyes are still getting worse. I have high astigmatism and myopia, and completed vitreous detachment in one eye and the other is getting there, and somehow this caused damage to my retinas that's probably reversible by surgery but I'm kinda foggy on the particulars.
I just think I will be really upset if it becomes a matter of "you need to be blind your entire 20s before we will make you less blind." My family has been on my ass for years that I should get a surgery like this, and I think they will be even less understanding/hassle me if I do have to wait. They really don't get that I'm definitely not a candidate for LASIK like all their coworkers/buddies who no longer need glasses, it's not going to be so straightforward for me- but there's a lot more than LASIK out there. Losing my license because my vision became uncorrectable was one of the biggest losses in my life and it was a shock. I spent most of my life thinking of myself as just that loser with bad eyes, just "glasses kid". It really was a total shock when I realized I crossed the threshold between "lol your glasses are thick" and "you are legally blind." Never thought I'd go from "glasses kid" to "blind in my 20s." My family took it rough, my employer took it rough, and some of my friends get it and some don't.
I also feel like an idiot, thinking back on certain things I did when I didn't realize what the deal was. I got a side job in a ice cream parlor, the trendy GenZ type with large, complex items- they had all the tickets up on the line, and all the recipes printed on little notecards taped above that. I could not read the tickets or the recipe cards, and I could not memorize their gigantic, ever-changing menu. So I quit. There were other factors, like they couldn't really give me the hours/days I wanted and my other job had to take priority, but really I had to quit that job because I was too blind for the work. But I didn't discuss that with anyone, and I didn't even really let myself think about it, because I figured it would make a bunch of people in my life freak out that I should also quit my current job. I guess I did eventually did move departments, but I don't believe my vision played a role in that.
My biggest takeaway is that I'm glad I'm Christian because 100% I would be unbearably angsty about this if I had not found God. I am still pretty angsty as is normal, but seriously sometimes I think, well God loved people with physical impairments. Even if I do become too blind for my current line of work, it doesn't diminish my value in the eyes of God. God is pretty supremely understanding of that type of thing- even if my family isn't. My birth mother cried and cried when I lost my license and seemed to do everything in her power to make me feel bad and still has not stopped asking "Are the doctors going to fix you? Have you made the appointment to see them???" It is going to be so, so freaking bad if they want me to wait until I get older.