Over the Dither and Through the Words

I am stumbling on how to write what should be a simple part of my book, describing refractive errors. Why? Because I keep on wondering what and how much I should explain. Like, should I get into convex and concave lenses, and describe how the angle of light is changed? I keep asking myself, what audience am I writing for? How much ... Read More »

I have the video of the surgery done on my eye. It is absolutely incredible. The workings of the human body, from the grossest anatomy down to the molecular lace that makes up the cell, inspires a deep sense of awe. This delicate machine can heal itself. Our brains can comprehend our body enough that when it can’t repair itself, we know ... Read More »

When I was a little girl, I used to take my glasses off on the way to my grandparent’s house and stare out the window of our car. I’d put them on again and take them off again, and then put them on. The yellow lights of the city glittered at the base of the mountains, revealed to me in ... Read More »

Meanwhile, in my boredom and obsession, I’ve stumbled back (I found them when researching LASIK years ago) upon some of the LASIK horror story sites and community boards. It is frustrating all around. There is no question that many people have suffered poor outcomes from LASIK. Many of these problems are because they were not good candidates in the first ... Read More »

I got one suture out yesterday. My vision in that eye has improved a decent amount with the removal. I will probably get two out on Tuesday. Everything is going very well.   “No vigorous activity” is driving me nuts! Vigorous activity of several varieties is how I cope with everyday stresses and moods. I’m okay without it for now, especially since the idea ... Read More »

“When I was a kid, this was science fiction,” I said, sitting in a darkened room, staring at an orange dot while the computer measured various parts of my cornea and iris. “It’s pretty awesome stuff,” replied the assistant. I felt comfortable here, and not just because the staff and doctor are nice. It is because they turn away patients ... Read More »

Resistance was futile from the day my first grade teacher insisted I must wear my glasses. I was an active kid, and I broke a lot of glasses, but we couldn’t always replace them. So I often wore taped up glasses. By sixth grade they were really thick, too. Thicker than now, since carbon lenses were not yet available. When ... Read More »