Here's a story for you - one you never knew What many do not know is that the Yeti was born with a severe hereditary problem of acute myopia and cylindrical error. While he was in the 3rd standard itself he suffered heavy glasses.
He was a little boy who woke up in the morning and hunted for his glasses. He was too young to wear them and play, his father would tie them to his head.
While the number rapidly progressed, by the time he was about 16 it steadied itself.
The Yeti's mom (god bless her soul) was always very worried and always wanted to see her son without glasses. In fact she even took him to a contact lens specialist while he was still in school. Neither of the Yeti's parents wore glasses and they were saddened by his visual troubles.
The doctor advised (rightly so) to wait till he was 18. At 18, the Yeti got his first pair of lenses. It was a boon. If one wears glasses regularly then he will realise that heavy glasses reflect and refract internally. One can see reflections of room lights around oneself inside your glasses.
His nose hurt, his head hurt. (He was young and they did not have these ultra light plastic lenses and Zeiss and what not)
He started with Semi-Soft lenses (I don't think they exist anymore) they were called GP (Gas Permeable) and felt marginally more comfortable than the commonly sold Hard lenses.
By the time the Yeti was 22 he had lost about 20 pairs of lenses. He lost everything but his habit to lose things.
He was now using soft lenses and had soon progressed to the extremely comfortable use-and-throw lenses that he was supposed to change every month, but would lose them every 2 weeks instead. This was convenient and the lenses came in little blister packs like tablets and cost about 200 rupees each. made in Ireland by Bausch and Lomb.
And yet, there was pain and suffering. The Yeti used to ride a Yamaha RX-100, a mean 100cc bike the first japanese lot and had a clip-on handle and a mean exhaust too. He was young and rode quickly. But stuff would get into his eyes and they would water. Larger sunglasses reduced the problem but did not eliminate it. The evenings and nights were pretty bad too. Then the Yeti used to wear these bright yellow clear glasses. This was funny and shocking.
The Yeti did not see well at night. He still doesn't. And the glasses made things worse. Far worse. Slightly dirty or scratched glasses would result in a starburst of opposite headlights. Long driving would make them really horrid to wear.
The Yeti's mum was a lady who always thought her son would be a handsome devil. She was very heartbroken when he turned out to be an awkward giant with thick glasses. She did a lot of research on eye operations but thought about internal impants for a long while. It was a collective decision to leave the eyes alone. Unfortunately she died some years later, not seeing him all grown up and spectacle free.
So the Yeti plodded on bravely with his night blindness and his glasses and his watery eyes and his assortment of lenses and liquids. It was a secret. He was ashamed of wearing his glasses. His close friends that knew made fun of him because he would say things like "I can't come out tonight, I've lost my lenses" not realizing that this was his mama's legacy.
When the yeti was 22, he took his then girlfriend (eventually his future ex-wife) home, he asked her to wait in bed while he slipped into something more comfortable. Soon she burst out laughing, he turned up wearing thick glasses in bed. This was quite disconcerting to him and he vowed to make all future amorous contacts with no glasses on.
And so he plodded on with his complications and his speakers and his glasses and his lenses and soldering irons and wires and long hair.
Many years passed. Many lenses passed.
Then 3 years ago, when the Yeti was 32 he took the plunge. His girlfriend then urged him to do it. She knew how he felt, somehow.
And so he went to this place where they did many tests on his eyes. The doctor was famous and a specialist. Over a period of 2 days, various tests were done. The operation was called LASIK. The doctor and his 22 assistants explained the procedure in minute detail to the vey worried Yeti. On the 3rd day, the operation was performed.
While the operation took a few minutes, the recovery took almost 3 days. His eyes burned like they were on fire and his head throbbed as if he had been staring at the sun. But by the 3rd day, the discomfort had passed. By the 5th day his eyes were as good as new. It was wonderful to be able to get up and not grope and hunt for his glasses anymore.
And the sunglasses!! Oh Boy the sunglasses he could buy and wear. It was truly wonderful.
3 years later, there were no complications. He never even went back to the doctor. There was never any need to. He still sees perfectly. The night vision was still weak, but this was not so bad. The day vision was clear.
And so he lived happily ever after.
The End. |