Day 27 - Yes, I am Blind, Part 2 - Migranes

Visual migranes have made an unwelcome return to my life recently. You know when sometimes there's a little visual disturbance to the periphery of your vision? It's like that but massive and flashing, taking up a large proportion of your vision, making bright rooms even brighter and electronic screens impossible to look at. Firstly you can't see, secondly it is horribly bright. There's also the side issue of the accompanying headache, but that is by far the most bearable aspect.

This is what happened to me today as soon as I got into the office. After setting up my work station, making idle chit-chat and pretending I could see, I stumbled my way through the deathly bright office hallways towards the retreat of dark room, fortunately managing to avoid having to talk to anybody. What better way to begin a nice sunny April morning than with my head in my hands in a dark meeting room. 

My first experience of this phenomenon was two days before the England v Italy Euros final. It peaked with me closing my eyes in bed attempting to relax before a bright flashing to the right of what I guess is the inside of my head? I mean my eyes were closed. Scary. I can only imagine what was happening to Harry Kane. I ended up having some liquid sloshed around in my eyes in an emergency appointment which had the side effect of not only meaning I could hardly see during my walk home, but that my disrupted blurry vision persisted during England's biggest game since 1966. 

The good news is nothing was wrong with my eyes and even better my brain. The bad news is I'm not sure if these events, supposedly caused by stress, will stop happening. I keep everything bottled up. I am a l suppressed and indecisive man. To the extent where I literally blind myself.