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The Day I Lost My Vision
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In the winter of 1986, I was in the 8th grade. We lived in Mount Clemens, Michigan. It was a good size suburb ; fifty miles outside of Detroit. The temperature was -10 degrees Fahrenheit. I had just rode the school bus to the bus stop half a block from our house.
As I walked into the house. I collapsed to my knees freezing. My step-mom was home and saw me go down.
The first thing she did was ask me what was wrong. I barely let out the word cold. Then she turned to my older brother and asked him to make me a cup of hot cocoa. I drank it down but was still freezing . The next thing I was told to do was go soak in a hot bath. This part I did not mind so much cause it was unheard of in our house to soak in a tub. We usually had to take fifteen minutes for a shower because there was five of us children in the house.
After 30 minutes I was told to get out of the tub and gargle with salt water. I walked in the kitchen to the cabinet reached up and lost all of my vision. Everything went dark. It was as if I closed my eyes and could not open them.
My heart raced as I hollered for my step- mom I felt my way to the foot stool that was near the cabinet so we could reach.
I then sat down.
My dad and step-mom entered the kitchen asking what was wrong and all I could say is I could not see. I do not think they believed me becase they asked me how many fingers they were holding up. I did not know and that is what I told them.
After about five minutes my eye sight began to return , so I stood up and lost my vision again. I heard my step-mom call the hospital to see what to do.
The hospital told her if I lost my vision any more to bring me to the emergency room. By the time she hung up, my eye sight was back again, and again as soon as I stood up it was gone once more.
This meant a trip to the hospital. My step-mom took me. As we go t called to the back the nurse asked me to stand in the hall to read an eye chart. I read it to her the best I could three different times.
After each try the nurse asked me how I see the chalkboard at school. I then told her we did not use chalkboards we used overhead projectors. The third time was the last straw for my step-mom to chime in and tell the nurse I had already answered the question. so then we were taken in a room. Three different doctors came in to examine my eyes. All of them were stumped. They tried to say it was mono but knew it was not. They sent me home with some sort of steroid to take for a week.
The next day my eye sight was restored to 20/20. I had a followup with the pedestrian two weeks later and even he was stumped. To this day no one knows what happened but I still have my vision although I have lost it two more times over the years.

The End