I have been hiding inside the house this week, letting my eyes return to normal. I accidentally used some atropine eye drops left over from an operation last year, thinking they were the drops for dry eye. We’ve been having a lot of wind lately, and on Sunday, I was outside all day. By that night, my eyes felt grainy.
Atropine can leave your eyes dilated for a week, at least in my case, that’s true. So each morning, I have checked my pupils, and each time, so far, I have seen owl eyes looking back at me.
Why I’m talking about this is, I had to do some driving last night. During the daylight hours, I wear a double set of dark glasses on those couple of times when I had to go out, but that wouldn’t work at night. We started out in the early evening, me wearing two pairs of glasses, but by the time we returned home, it was full night and I was down to only one pair. I tried to use my clear glasses, but they didn’t work, so I used my regular sunglasses.
There were cascades of light streaming down from the street light, and every car seemed to be using arc lights as they drove toward me.. I was able to turn my mirrors down so I avoided the cars behind me.
I started thinking about adaptability. I don’t usually think of myself as being adaptable, but here I was, barely able to see, but still maintaining a safe speed, and almost feeling confident. I started to think about the nature of light and how we perceive it. I thought if I hadn’t been driving, and if I had had a beer or two, this could be enjoyable. Every streetlight trailed long rays to the ground, like some corny representation of sunbeams. When we turned the corner, heading down hill toward our home, the lights of Las Vegas were spread out before us. In my case, they were spread out like peanut butter on toast. I laughed and said, “Look God’s own light!”
So, while I am looking forward regular sight again here soon, it hasn’t been a total loss. I have had some amusement, and hey, I even saw God’s own light.