Tyrades!

“Because I could not stop for cataracts, they kindly stopped for me.”

Someday I hope to find time to luxuriate in the collected works of poets such as Emily Dickinson – on paper, not as an audiobook -- so my ears perked up when my recent eye exam revealed the early stages of cataracts in both eyes.

(There’s a tiny hemorrhage in each of my peepers as well, but cataracts have center stage for this week’s column.)

Don’t worry. The optometrist estimated I have five to 10 years until the cataracts will require surgery. Hmmm. That will be about the same time I am due for my next colonoscopy. Throw i...