Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Windows of the Soul
Everyday Matters #33, Draw an Eye
This is my sketch of an eye, not my own. I found a book at the library on drawing eyes, then clipped some photos with eyes, and worked from one of those. I'm pleased with the result.
My eyes have given me grief for years. I was a first grader when I got my first pair of obnoxious cat eye style glasses. Nearsighted. Mother said it came from sitting too close to the television, but I am sure I sat close to see the picture better. Maybe it was from a particularly nasty case of measles I had. I don't know. But my nearsightedness worsened every year, requiring thicker and thicker lenses. In high school I tried contact lenses, with limited success. In college I tried soft lenses, a bit better, but it uncomfortable with all the reading I did as an English major. Finally about twelve years ago I had RK surgery (this was before Lasik), and that seemed to solve my problems. No more heavy glasses, no more fogging up in temperature changes, no more being blind in the swimming pool. I felt safer, because I didn't need glasses to find my way out the door.
Then in 2002, near disaster. I was eating lunch when I painless fireworks exploded in my right eye. Bright sparkles, followed by ominous swarms of black dots, followed by a dark fog. It was a detached retina, a danger for very nearsighted people. I had emergency surgery, and woke up looking like the pirate queen, with bruises and a spectacular eye patch. I had a shelf of antibiotics and other medications, and I had to hold my head sideways, almost on my shoulder, to keep a gas bubble the surgeons injected in place. I slept sitting up for weeks.
Gradually the post surgical pain lessened, the fog began to clear, and I began to heal. Today I can see pretty well. I have a few floaters that are mine for life (I named one Casper), but I can read, watch movies, do my artwork, carry on with my life. I have a half dozen pairs of reading glasses scattered around the house, but I am happy to be able to see my little corner of the world. For that I am very thankful.