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All I am good for is learning Samba; (October 28, 2009)

As unexpectedly as I was sick, I partially recovered what I suddenly lost: seeing double. One month later, I woke up at 7:30 am on a Friday and I felt that I am no longer seeing double without my corrective glasses.

With my glasses the picture is still fuzzy with both eyes opened.  I guess without my corrective glasses I cannot look far enough to recapture the fuzzy picture.

I asked my sister to move her index right to left, and both my pupils were sort of synchronized in their movement: For three months, my right pupil was stuck in a side range.  (Read my post “I am seeing double”; I think it is funny).

For the time being, I am keeping this good news secret in order not to raise undue hopes for a couple of days. During the night I had a hot dream: would that be part of the remedy? Or is the medicine for blood thining contributing to recovery?

Two days later, I decided to see an optometrist hoping that my right eye might have undergone changes and that a suitable right corrective glass would do the trick.  It turned out that I am still seeing double and this ailment should run its time for total recovery.

The optometrist told me that a prism glass will let me see single, but that the right eye would never heal if trained to the prism; thus, I better wait for nature to care for me.

In the meantime, there are specialists for training the muscles of the eyes to accelerate the healing process, but I am not in the mood of visiting doctors.  I have been rolling my eyes for years in all three axes and in both directions (counter and clockwise) and I will continue to consciously train my eyes with added focus.  I have been doing the same exercises with my hip joints for years; all that I am good for now is learning Samba.

In the meantime, publishing my posts did not abate: I post two articles a day for 7 days a week, but my average daily hits is declining.  Readers who patronize my blog need to understand that I demand some kind of boost until my eyesight is back to “normal”; at least seeing single if not completely discarding corrective glasses.

In the meantime, I am specializing in designing eye patches.

I am seeing double; (September 26, 2009)


      I woke up at 7:30 am seeing double. I got in bed seeing double but it didn’t affect my sleep or my hope in a better world.

      Waking up seeing double had the world around me tumbling down. The legs of tables have doubled; things must be logically more stable but my perception is not reassured. I have never seen such a mess around the house: too many sandals, thongs, and socks.

      I am not drunk and there is nothing wrong with my corrective eye glasses:  Without glasses I see four of each object.  I have a mind of super-imposing my spare glasses: maybe I would see a single world.  Sure the world would look terribly fuzzy but still singular.  I didn’t try to demonstrate my hypothesis: most probably I won’t though I am hugely tempted if I didn’t abhor fuzziness even more.

      I am trying to be functional one eye at a time; the world is lacking depth and not interesting.  I feel uneasy with nature lacking depth; I am not sure if I am pouring properly in a cup or replacing any lid with precision perceptually. I am not that worried about man lacking depth: I got used to it. I pity animals with more than two eyes: with too much depth every step must be like stepping over precipices. 

      I look at the nearby village with both eyes and it is a duplicate; I shut one eye and then the other and the village shifts location.  If most conquerors saw double they would not feel the urge to conquer some more lands; so far, Lebanon must have doubled in superficies and can boast to be an expansionist nation.

      I will refrain from driving today: I might take the wrong route till I crash or I might attempt to slide between two cars of same type and same color.  People before me had accidents of the same kind but they happened at night; like not avoiding a car with only one head light on thinking they were facing a motorcycle.  Besides, I don’t feel hot people asking me why I keep switching eyes. It is so tiring closing one eye, especially typing on my keyboard.  I feel that I can focus better with my left eye on. Eventually, I might get used to shut my eyelids effortlessly and keep them shut effortlessly.

      So far, I have been observing my symptoms for over 24 hours until I manage to see an eye physician on Monday. I think that I am walking balanced: I didn’t bump into anything yet but I experienced several instances of close call for slipping because of lack of depth. The duplicates are mirror images from the direction of my piss. Physically, I am normal but I am starting to burp a lot and I have not eaten anything. I suspect that I have been poisoned. I would love to blame Ariel Sharon but he has been in deep coma for ages; he has been a lot of body with no brain to start with; he might be experiencing a loop of recurring dreams; any dream in the loop that is not gory must be a bonus to Ariel; or maybe not. 

      Last evening I told my brother dentist of my symptom; he said “see an eye physician”.  Then 10 minutes later my brother enters with an astonished horror look and proclaimed to the assembly of mother and dad that he remembered a friend of his who experienced the same symptoms and it turned out that he had suffered a slight stroke; I told him that I don’t feel any physical pain or other handicaps; he said people don’t feel much from slight strokes.  My brother went on to admonish me to go to the hospital right away or see our family doctor.  We have no family doctor; and then what? Take the money and then tell me to go see an eye physician?  That’s my brother; no tact.  I have told my mother during the day but she didn’t take me seriously.  Now mother is beside herself and offering all kinds of opinions and suggestions; she will fail to sleep tonight and will covet me for God knows how long.             This is a fucking life: too many illusions piled up to make pain real.  That is absolute creativity. If I live enough to see the proper physician then I might tell the rest of my story; the causes of my symptoms and my cures if any.  I woke up this Sunday seeing double.




January 2023

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