O: Two days ago L: Both eyes. D: Started on the left eye two days ago and spread to the right eye this morning. C: Redness, Drainage, itching
Andrew Carthew, a 59-year-old paramedic in Britain, woke up one day in June 2015 with a "weepy eye," the Bristol Post reports. Six weeks later, he lost sight in the eye; less than a year after that, he lost the eye completely. Now he 's warning others about a little-known yet very serious danger of contact lenses.
This can lead to a more serious complication: inflammation of the eye tissues, particularly the cornea (the clear front window of the eye). The best treatment? A warm compress, with a gel pack, for 5 minutes once a day. This will soften and loosen scales and debris.
Hi, my name’s Donovan. I’m 17 years old and graduated this year with honors. I was raised with Christian values in mind, and attended a Methodist school. I was raised in the Christian faith yet I find myself, as with some of my friends who were raised in the same conditions, we seem to be growing farther away from our upbringing as we age. I find myself simply not understanding as time goes by, a complete polar opposite from the song ‘Farther Along’.
I would frequently bump into my peers when playing volleyball and had to constantly squint my eyes when reading my novel. Everything seemed awfully wrong and I knew instantly, I had to get glasses. On February 24th ,after several calls to the optometrist, my appointment was reserved. I still recall being
He explained to my parents that I had retinal detachment caused by the direct intake of sun rays into the lens and iris. Furthermore, he forecasted that my blindness would last at least three weeks before recovery. The doctor then scheduled surgery for the day
"Sometimes we need someone to simply be there. Not to fix anything, or to do anything in particular, but just to let us feel that we are cared for and supported." I wish that I had that "someone." I'm always that person for someone else, but when it comes to me, where are those people that I need to show me that I am cared for and supported?
It was only my mom, my dad, and I. My sister died at a young age. We got ready to go get our six second physical. The doctors pulled our eyelids down and checked for an eye disease.” People were checked for an eye disease called trachoma.”
Do you wear contacts? Well, when I was a freshman in high school my mother finally let me get contacts as long as I promised to take care of them. I thought all this meant was that I would destroy them or lose them I had no idea what it meant to "take care" of contacts. To my surprise, there were tons of rules. The eye doctor said to make sure I did not wear them to bed and to make sure I cleaned them with an enzymatic cleaner at least every few days.
I rolled Devon in his wheelchair down to the parking lot to show him my new ride. The hospital always insisted on us using the wheelchair and was very strict about Devon getting up out of it when he was not in his room or in physical therapy. “Your mom got you this? Oh my goodness, it’s beautiful. How’s the sound system?” said Devon “totally bumping’.
The Time Eye Had Surgery When my eye first started hurting, I thought I would be able to go the doctor, get pink eye medicine, and go home with everything completely fine. But I was wrong. It was the morning of June 27, before I went to the doctor’s office. I had woken up with a terrible migraine, yet again, so I went to the bathroom to get some tylenol.
It was a nice sunny day, birds chirping, warm breeze in the air with the fragrance of flowers mixed with fresh cut grass. Out in the county of England. A family of two, a father and a daughter. It was the first week of school for teenage Zoe Jackson. She just turned thirteen, and beginning a new year in a new school.
As I approached the doorway to my home I was barely holding on to myself by a thread and time felt as though it had stood stagnant. I was trying to walk through the door without completely losing myself to tears and misery because once I let go I couldn’t see the other side of the road; I couldn’t even drag myself down the road to find a path to some kind of happiness. In this moment so much going was through my mind, a lot of questions with no answers, and I felt worried, confused, scared, stressed, and I hated myself because I thought what happened was all my fault. All I wanted was to run into my boyfriend, Ben’s arms for comfort, and he’d probably say, “It’s okay, everything will be okay,”
I felt a sharp pain in my head. Then suddenly all my vision went red I reach up to my head and feel a lot of blood. I heard screaming. Soon I realized it was my own then I heard a high short scream. I knew Eve has seen me I could not see her
A long time ago in a school not so far away a peculiar event occurred,that I will never forget. It all started on the first day of school. It was my first year at Finley Farms Elementary and I was ready for the second grade, or so I thought. I entered my classroom and was happy to learn.
