You would think that a
freckle on your retina would have a more impressive medical name than nevus.
Maybe the reason for the unimpressive name is because without an eye exam you
may never know you have one. It is
certainly not like the ones I had all over my face when I was a kid.
The amazing thing about a
nevus is that they have little to no effect on your vision. However, that does not mean you can just
ignore one. They have the very small
possibility to turn ugly; real ugly. This ugliness presents itself as melanoma.
What is the possibility to
have a nevus turn to melanoma? The
statistics I have been given by my oncologist is that while five percent of the population may
have a nevus, only six out of a million will develop melanoma. The chance of being hit by lightning in your
life time: 1 in 12,000. This is where I
have found myself, the winner of a lottery I was unaware I had entered.
My thoughts have gone in many
directions. Should I be worried? Of
course. Should I be afraid? Maybe, I do not know. Should I be mad at God? Never, for He is the
One that has given me life.
A number of years ago we had
the privilege to be the host family for three young boys in the African
Children’s Choir. These young boys were truly
a delight to have in our home. We had
been told that because they stayed in so many homes to not expect them to learn
our names but that they would call us Aunt and Uncle.
Mealtime was always fun with
them laughing, telling jokes on each other and talking about their plans for
the day. One morning the youngest, whose
name was Gift, called me “Aunt.”
Needless to say the other two older boys showed Gift no mercy regarding
his mistake.
After we had all had a good
laugh I told Gift he could always tell Aunts from Uncles because Uncles had
beards like mine. Moses, the oldest of
the boys, was quick to say, “Some Aunts have beards!” Which gave us all another good laugh.
I then asked if they knew way
Uncles grow beards and Aunts do not.
Wide eyed that asked “Why?”
“Aunts are so beautiful they
do not need to cover their face, but Uncles are ugly and we need to cover our
face”, I replied.
I could tell Moses was
thinking deeply about what I had said when he boldly pronounced, “’I am
fearfully and wonderfully made!’ Psalm 139:14!”
All I could say was, “Yes
Moses, you truly are.” But my thought
was I had just been beat down by a young 12 year old boy who had been speaking
English for less than four months. Not
only did he have scripture memorized but he put it to use.
As I return to my thoughts regarding
a nevus and melanoma I return to Psalm 139 which Moses was so quick to share
with me.
13 For you formed my inward
parts;
You wove me in my mother’s
womb.
14 I will give thanks to You,
for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Wonderful are your works,
And I know it very well.
Hey Randy! I am really sorry to hear this. What stressful news - and visiting the retinal specialist is an all-day, tiring ordeal. I have an inherited retinal dystrophy called (Doyne's )Honeycomb Drusen so I have spent many hours & years seeing specialists, getting photos & ultrasounds taken, scans, etc. and not being able to see the retina without modern tech makes it more stressful. We are thinking about you!
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