Saturday, August 25, 2012

My Right Eye

"What's this?"

"Nothing." I quickly threw it away.

When I got out of the hospital, I had some boxes to go through of things my mother kept. There were a lot of boxes. I was in many hospitals for 4 years. While going through a box, a caregiver found an old eyepatch. I don't wear one now so she wouldn't know what it was.

I was lucky. My eye was only patched. Some places will sew it up.

It's been a process, but I use that eye again. It's not the greatest, meaning it is still weak, but no one would ever patch it now. I did something similar to Edward Taub's Constaint-Induced Movement Therapy:  use the weak one. He did it with arms, and I did it with eyes. Look it up. People are being amazed.

Other posts on vision:

"I Can See!"

"A New Therapy"

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