Bcr821

From OTwiki

A whining bitch who chose to lose an eye instead of dealing with a little pain. OT smiley mirrored and renamed from :killbill: to :bcr: after thread where OT learned about his eye.

[edit] Story behind eye

When i was born, i was born with a congenital iris cyst. What this is, is a cancerous pocket of fluid that rests on the iris, under the cornea.

When the doctors discovered it referenced me to an expert at Emery. My doctor Dr. Leventhall, had been at the top of the optometry field for quite some time and had never seen anything like it. He researched and found only one other case of it and it was some guy in Germany. He contacted the physician and talked to him to see what he should do. So what ended up happening was they tried to drain the cyst. To do this, they made an incision in the white part of the eye, the muscle, and used a syringe to drain the cyst. After this they tried to seal the cyst to keep it from filling back up, they tried many different ways of doing this such as freezing the tissue together and welding the tissue.

These surgeries lasted for a good 2 to 2 1/2 hours and when i came out of the operating room my dad said that i looked like someone had just beat the shit out of me. My face would be black, blue, and purple and just completely blood shot. After a few days they would send me home and i would have gauze all over my eye and wouldn't be able to touch it for a few more days. After those days were up, i was forced to wear a patch over my good eye forcing the use of my bad eye so my mind would not rely on solely my good eye, this would have resulted in me developing a lazy eye. Since i was less than 3 years old, all i wanted to do was to get the patch and gauze off of my eye so when they put it on i would just take it back off. Because of this, my parents were forced to put me in arm braces. These attached at my elbow and wouldn't allow my arms to bend to keep me from reaching my face. My dad said i would walk around screaming and crying and wouldn't know where i was going, i would run into walls, i would turn to fast and hit the corner, and i would just ball. My parents said it was the saddest thing they had ever seen and they would literally cry.

I had many of these surgeries i think it was about 13, each one worse and worse in the effects it played on me. With each surgery it'd be worse and worse on me, I'd scream and cry being forced to use only my bad eye, not being able to see anything, running into walls, going to a strange doctor, putting things in my eye that hurt already, my parents said it was horrible. "No kid should have to go through that." I had about 13 of these surgeries, each with different method of trying to keep the cyst from reforming. And finally the doctors decided to just cut out the cyst. So they did, but it did not fix the problem.

Because of all the surgeries that i have had, my eye was beginning to scar. Each surgery it would scar a little more. This caused a rubber band type effect. It was like taking a rubber band and twisting it so that it get's tighter and tighter until it breaks. The "rubber band" was attached to my cornea to my retina and the tension that was built because of the surgeries and all the scar tissue forced my retina to detach. I had a retina reattachment surgery, but it didn't hold considering i was like 4 and i had to keep my eye closed and not look up for like a week. So after that happened, i had a cloudy, milky looking eye for a long time, until i was about 7-8 ish...i think i was in the 4th grade.

During this time i began getting frequent headaches. Incredible pain, multiple times a week. We went to the doc and they described it as 'blind eye pain.' The only alternative of the pain was to get my eye removed, so i did. During the recuperation process i could not move my eyes, at all, left right up or down i couldn't move them without being in incredible pain. what they did was remove my eye, and place a small coral ball, covered it with tissue from my leg, and reattached it to my optical muscles. It took me a few weeks to finally be able to move my eyes without pain, but i finally was able to do so.

After the surgery i was informed to go see a lady that made prosthetic eyes. Basically it's like a large, hard contact that sits over and covers the coral ball implant they put in. This lady will sit down and hand paint how my good eye looks onto a shell. A full day and about 1k later I've got a lifelike shell to put in my eye so that it looks like i have two eyes.