I’ve just spent the past half hour as a semi-blind person. For a while, I sat at my desk straightening papers. There was no way that I could see my computer screen to type. After a while, when I felt that I could walk down the hall without running into a wall, I made the rounds saying good morning to people and catching up after the weekend. I was passing time, waiting for the shimmering to subside and the Ibuprofen to kick in.
Not many people know that I have frequent bouts of semi-blindness. It’s harmless and has been going on for probably 20 years.
The first time it happened, I thought I was having a stroke. I’ll never forget that day. I was in Menards with T and the kids (the oldest ones, anyway.) The shimmering began, migrated, and enveloped my vision. I remember walking along behind the cart deathly afraid that I would soon collapse and die on the spot, yet I said nothing. I wonder how long it took me to figure out that I wasn’t actally having a stroke? I don’t remember that part!
My vision is clearing now. There are just tiny rainbows shimmering in the periphery of everything around me. I feel shaky and worn out, but there’s no time to worry about that.
Happy Monday Morning!