eye
So a little while ago, I noticed my eye was a little blurry. I looked in the mirror and saw that my pupils were 2 different sizes. I had Marilyn Manson eyes. I knew this could not be good. My parents inssited I go to the doctors the very next day and my sister kept saying it is a sign of brain damage.
I went to the doctor and he told me to see and optimalogist, which I did a few days later. By this point, my eye was back to normal, obviously. It only lasted about 12hrs so none of the medical professionals got to see it.
At the eye doctor's they dilated my eyes. See picture below.
He then shone some bright lights in my eyes that afterward made everything have a shade of red on it. He concluded the was nothing wrong and that if it happened again I should come back immediately. I had the feeling that he was not quite believing my story.
As I was leaving, I asked for a business card. The receptionist point toward them and I walked over to get one. I felt like Jerry in the episode of Seinfeld when he where glass that have the wrong prescription. I could barely make out what was on the card.
Going outside was hell on my eyes. The sun reflected off everything. I prolly should not have been driving with light being that was it was. I had to swint the whole way home. I should have brought my Willy Wonka goggles.
I went to the doctor and he told me to see and optimalogist, which I did a few days later. By this point, my eye was back to normal, obviously. It only lasted about 12hrs so none of the medical professionals got to see it.
At the eye doctor's they dilated my eyes. See picture below.
He then shone some bright lights in my eyes that afterward made everything have a shade of red on it. He concluded the was nothing wrong and that if it happened again I should come back immediately. I had the feeling that he was not quite believing my story.
As I was leaving, I asked for a business card. The receptionist point toward them and I walked over to get one. I felt like Jerry in the episode of Seinfeld when he where glass that have the wrong prescription. I could barely make out what was on the card.
Going outside was hell on my eyes. The sun reflected off everything. I prolly should not have been driving with light being that was it was. I had to swint the whole way home. I should have brought my Willy Wonka goggles.
posted by K-Dawg at 2:17 PM
1 Comments:
Man, I keep getting these occasional blurry moments with my one eye. I take off my glasses, clean em', put em' back on, and it's still blurry. Only then do I realize my glasses were fine in the first place.
Maybe this whole blurry-eye thing is a new plague sweeping America.
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