Life Grows Ever More Blurred

For about a month now, my vision has continued to decrease noticebly.

In fact my vision has gone to the point where I can no longer see the screen to write my posts. I meremy now listen to my screen reader as I type. Just hoping that I am writing something that is readable.

Maybe I should consider going over to a spoken blog?  Well then you have a real problem, no matter how bad my typing, you can perhaps make out my general meaning, when I speak then you have to contend with my thick Northern English accent.

Yesterday I was told I need to just ignore my blindness. Ignore it? How? It is not a pimple on the tip of my nose, red and shiny for the world to see and ignore. I open my eyes in the morning and there it is, a thick, bright dense fog that I cannot escape.

Funny thing is, now even with my eyes closed I can still see light. I woke at about 4am the other morning. The room seemed full of a light so bright that I was dazzled. The real fact was my eyes were closed and  the room was in absolute darkness, I had not left a light on to wake me.

I wish, I wish , I wish.