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All of my life I have been severely myopic, always using the tips of my
fingers to be my eyes. Waking up in the morning without my glasses forced
me to feel around for where they were before ever discovering what time it
was. If my glasses were to fall off the nightstand, I found myself numerous
times on my hands and knees feeling for where they might have fallen, most
times, never finding them. In those cases, I had to find my old glasses,
grope with my hands to feel out the case, then put them on to even see the
carpet where my proper glasses fell. Taking a shower for me was difficult.
Simple things like these are effortless now with my new vision. I used to
have to once again feel with my fingers in the shower where I thought the
soap would be. If the soap bar would fall, I again, would be on my hands
and knees feeling through the bubbles trying to locate the soap. Taking a
shower now is as easy as it is for people born with good vision. I just
needed medical intervention, and I received it last summer.
Swimming with my myopia was dangerous, humiliating, and frustrating. People
in the swimming pool were colored blurs, at best, and the risk I had of not
only bumping into them, but not being able to read the black numbers of how
many feet of water I was in was hazardous to me and others. My glasses were
always placed at the side of the pool for the moment I got out so I could
walk back into the locker room when done swimming. One time my greatest
fear happened at the pool. Someone accidentally knocked my glasses into the
pool without my knowing, and the lifeguard had to find them at the bottom of
the shallow water for me in order for me to even get out of the pool! No
one realizes that the significantly myopic population is HANDICAPPED until
experiences like this are shared with others. I WAS handicapped, buy we
"myopics" are the silent minority in a world of LASER vision correction. We
are off the radar when it comes to 'quick-fix' procedures.
I met a SAINT that has dedicated himself to saving the silent minority of
severely myopic patients. His name is Dr. Alexander Hatsis.
When you are 'blind' as I was, you have an extremely hard time trusting
anyone with your eyes. The tiny vision you do possess you hold onto for
dear life. We learn all the tricks to see well. Pushing the glasses up on
our face to get a clearer picture of road signs, wearing contact lenses
until they tear, waiting 6 weeks to replace the lens due to the high
prescription, and paying astronomical amounts for our prescription eye
glasses is the norm. Decades of itchy contact lenses, eye drops, scratched
eyeglasses, prescription sunglasses, and endless eye lubricants and products
have ended for me. I had the VERISEYE implants put in my eyes and I am
enjoying liberation. I cannot speak enough about it. I do not know the
future outcome, or if I will develop cataracts at a later age, but these
lenses can be removed at any time if that does indeed occur.
In the meantime, I am enjoying vision for the first time in 47 years. In
fact, now the 'mole' has vision, the nasty bags under my eyes are going to
be removed as well. I no longer am forced to hide my pretty hazel green
eyes behind colossal glasses.
Thank you, Dr. Hatsis.
You have liberated a myopic slave into visionary freedom.
L.D.
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