Last week I was diagnosed with corneal keratoconus which has been increasingly torturing me over the last year. For example, on the highway driving back and forth between Calgary and Lethbridge, I have a difficult time seeing oncoming cars; the reason why I got that huge ticket for an illegal left turn was that I literally didn’t make out the sign. This scared me enough to get it checked out.
When I was diagnosed, it was a huge relief. I can’t really explain this, but at least I know that I am not just losing my mind. It explained to me why I had an inability to physically read a book for more than a half hour at a time (keratoconus is exaggerated when looking down, which is how I read). Doing what I do for a living (i.e. reading, a little writing), one could easily see how this kind of problem would make life difficult. That is, understanding my problem has made the problem livable in the short term.
I am now waiting on getting specialty contact lenses (glasses don’t correct this problem, which would explain why my glasses have been so ineffective). The worst case senario for me is if my eyes continue to deteriorate is that I will require corneal transplants, which I hear is a common procedure now (though the waiting list is 3 years or more).
This image describes how I see most things:
The A is what you would normally see, the other one is what I see. Fun! I’m just hoping that my eyes hold out AT LEAST until I get tenure somewhere, and I can start slacking off.