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Because I didn't ask to be born.


May 1st, 2006

I know what I forgot to mention earlier @ 09:44 pm

Current Mood: disappointed and in pain

My eyeballs hurt, I wish someone would stop stabbing me in the eyes. Why am I still sitting here? Stupid fucking eyesight. To any of you who don't already know why I seem so pessimistic about this - my vision cannot be corrected and it will never get better. The best I can hope for is worse. And, yes, for those who do know me, I am wearing my glasses. But even wearing my glasses gives me a headache, rather, it adds a new headache to the one already there. My eyes are straining as bad as ever and I don't really know why.

On a totally different note, I just found the millionth piece of proof (I had a word that I wanted to use there, but I sat here thinking for 5mins about what the right word was and never did figure it out) that I've gone completely insane. I was just perusing my own blog and saw that, once again, I used the wrong word - I had typed eyesite instead of eyesight. UH... There are numerous times I've probably missed my own mistakes. Also, numerous other times that I've found these kinds of errors. Once I also blogged entirely without apostrophes. I am unacceptable to myself. These issues are so NOT me and are against every rule I hold myself and even others too. I just caught myself using to instead of too. Fuck.
 
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From:drax0r
Date:May 3rd, 2006 10:15 am (UTC)
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my vision cannot be corrected and it will never get better.

There is amazing work being done in this field. There are things being done now that were unthinkable just a few years ago. At Harvard Medical School they've had some success regenerating optic nerves and then remapping the signals to the brain. They're still years off from a practical implementation of this, but the research is astounding.

I think that given the rapid pace of advancement in neuroscience should be enough to at least allow you to ease up on that pessimism a bit.

<3
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From:blancpage
Date:May 7th, 2006 04:18 pm (UTC)

If only I could hope

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Except there's nothing wrong with my optical nerves or my retina. It's in my brain - the occiptal lobe doesn't know how the hell to translate the signals the optical nerves send to it. Dumb brain. (Although that research sounds very exciting, but it's not applicable to me.)
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From:schpydurx
Date:July 14th, 2006 08:26 am (UTC)

Re: If only I could hope

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When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires
Will come to you

If your heart is in your dream
No request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star
As dreamers do

Fate is kind
She brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of
Their secret longing

Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and sees you through
When you wish upon a star
Your dreams come true
From:(Anonymous)
Date:July 15th, 2006 09:51 am (UTC)

Re: If only I could hope

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Thank you for the kind words. :) Believe me, I haven't lost hope or faith or heart in the possibility of a cure or a betterment, anyway, but I'm not about to be completely unrealistic either. There's a fine line there. So far, I do what I can with what is available. That's what matters, I think, that I do everything possible in my power, and utilize the resources that are available to me.
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From:schpydurx
Date:July 15th, 2006 08:06 pm (UTC)

Re: If only I could hope

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That's the style, Lou!
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From:professortom
Date:May 8th, 2006 02:59 am (UTC)
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I'm a man who discovered the wheel and built the Eiffel Tower out of metal and brawn. That's what kind of man I am. You're just a woman with a small brain. With a brain a third the size of us. It's science.
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From:blancpage
Date:May 8th, 2006 07:35 am (UTC)

Hahaha!

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NP
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From:ehowton
Date:May 8th, 2006 10:06 pm (UTC)

Re: Hahaha!

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There are only two possible explanations: either no one told me, or no one knows.

Is this what life is like?

Because I didn't ask to be born.