I am relatively young yet(30) and growing up I naively believed that there were 2 types of illnesses, one in which you recovered and one in which you died. I never really thought about illnesses that do neither, but rather just suck the very joy and meaning out of life. Since I came down with severe dry eye from lasik I have looked to see how others cope. I have even looked to see how people with things like tinnitus and spinal cord injuries cope. It seems that some get on with it alright, while others can't seem to accept that their lives will ever be the same. I feel that way with my eyes. There is a few things I have yet to try, but realistically I will probably be dealing with this the rest of my life. Even If I improve, it seems a certainty that my eyes will never be the same prior to lasik. I cant read, watch tv, play video games, or do many of the things I used to. I have to wear sunglasses at night when I drive and even then it hurts because I am so sensitive to lights. I am amazed at how much of our self identity is centered around our daily activites, and because I can do so little of what I used to, I seem to be losing my sense of who I am.
Dry eye and the other problems I've had from lasik won't kill me, but it has taken away what makes life, life. I know many of you have dry eye from natural causes, but the double whammy is that I paid someone to take my occular health away from me. It fills me with anger, both at myself and the doctor who did this. I am not suicidal but living is simply a daily grind, mustering up all my energy to just get through the day. Life is no longer about building toward something, or seeking happiness. It now simply about survival. Realistically how do you cope with such a thing?
Dry eye and the other problems I've had from lasik won't kill me, but it has taken away what makes life, life. I know many of you have dry eye from natural causes, but the double whammy is that I paid someone to take my occular health away from me. It fills me with anger, both at myself and the doctor who did this. I am not suicidal but living is simply a daily grind, mustering up all my energy to just get through the day. Life is no longer about building toward something, or seeking happiness. It now simply about survival. Realistically how do you cope with such a thing?
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