Listening to: The Fish tank
Reading: This as I type it
Watching: my language
Drinking: A jar of Black Coffee
This is one of those big events that I feel compelled to shove out into the ether, so it'll go on deviantArt and get copied to myspak and farcebook. Currently my youngest son is in the learning to speak phase so my absence from the net will continue for probably the next year. Being a father comes first, that is not the big event.
Now on to the point of all this...
One point in my life that is and always will be a crystal clear memory is when, sitting in an opticians roughly 20 years ago the guy said "we're getting nothing from your left eye, nothing at all".
It was about 6 months after I'd had the bike crash, things still hurt but most stuff worked, except my vision. The right eye was fine but all I got from the left was some dark and light and a bit of peripheral. I already knew my left eye had had it, but it was the moment in the chair at the opticians that made it really hit home. I was a cyclops but I'd got off lightly cos you couldn't tell to look at me.
I spent years learning to deal with 2D vision in a 3D world. I never got on a bike or drove a car again.
Speed forward to around 4 months ago and I persuade myself and my wife that I can get back on a bike. I'll do it properly this time, start with a 50cc, get my CBT then move up to a 125cc to get my full bike license.
Lots of things to do, get a bike, get it insured,
get a sight test.
Sitting in an opticians roughly 2 days ago and the young lady said "well the focus time for your left eye is very long, but other than that it's fine".
Because I didn't use it the muscles have wasted, so it never had a chance to focus, so I never noticed the change on my vision.
Somehow, over the last 20 years, I've been slowly regaining my sight.