She Was Told To Accept It. She Didn't.
My Doctor Said There Was Nothing More He Could Do.
He Was Wrong.
I had just been diagnosed with dry macular degeneration. My doctor didn't even look up from the chart when he said: 'There is no cure. Take your vitamins, watch your diet and come back in six months.' I went to my car and cried.
Every morning I needed more light just to read one line of my Bible. The colors were fading. And every night the same fear — of one day not being able to see my grandchildren's faces.
I prayed to God just to make it stop getting worse. I didn't even ask for it to get better. Just to stop.
Then my daughter sent me a video about a protocol with 'Arctic Blueberry'. I almost didn't watch it.
Three weeks later, my doctor stared at my scans for a long time. Then he set them down and said: "Sarah, I'm not sure how to explain this."