My dad blogs as he comes to terms with sudden partial sight loss – day one
If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you’ll probably want to know is when it began. The answer I guess is about 50 years ago. I was sitting in a school classroom one afternoon and the teacher came and spoke to me and asked a question. I looked up and all of my visual field was broken into shards as though the teacher was in a Picasso painting. I was terrified, couldn’t answer and I didn’t know what happened. I thought I was going blind and perhaps I was, but not then. That was one of many episodes but they all resolved quickly.
So when does the real story begin? One evening last week I went upstairs to wash my feet, of all things. While washing them I sensed the usual aura coming on where I see the jagged castellations or the flashing lights, classical symptoms of…
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