Scarecrow, sorry about the Cessna. Don't you just hate it when that happens?
Well, I had some fun today. One of my friends has (well, had) an Airsoft gun and he was shooting stuff with it. He somehow ended up on the roof of my garage (it's easy to get up by climbing the fence) and was shooting stuff from up high. He decided to shoot a cardboard box. I decided to take two steps to my left.
Unfortunately, that small movement put my left eye directly in the path of the oncoming BB.
So all I remember seeing is a white BB the size of my fist right in front of my eye , an image that'll undoubtedly be burned into my brain forever. I saw him standing there, the roof, the fence, and a massive white globe eclipsing most of it. I heard the "Pop!"
Then the pain hit.
Now, for people who know me, intense pain doesn't slow me down. In fact, it makes me bounce around like an Energizer bunny that drank a gallon of Tabasco sauce. I started hopping around screaming really bad words and covering my eyes and directing some foul language at him, mostly starting with "f", "f", "b", "s",



and, well, you get it. I heard him hit the ground; he'd jumped off the 9' roof at a run. I was somehow coherent enough to understand this, even without seeing him.
Well, a few minutes later I was in a sprint towards the fence to get to the roof. The gun was up there, and he knew I'd figured this out, and he thought I was about to shoot the **** out of him. But that's not how I work. No, this sort of pain isn't something I'd wish on anyone; it's just inhuman. Instead, I got to the roof in a split second with one eye nonfunctional, grabbed the gun, swung it in a nice, wide vertical loop and let it go straight for the driveway about 12' down from where I was standing, about a 16' drop total. The gun exploded quite spectacularly upon contact with the asphalt, especially since it was going like 100mph. I guess I can throw just fine even if my eye is about to explode. I figured he didn't need that gun anymore, and later he told me he actually agreed with my decision completely.
Anywho, I got in the house, put some ice on it, all better, right? Well, it was still a lot blurry and hurt like hell but it seemed to be improving. I laid down for a little while with my ice pack. When I got up I was entirely blind on the left side. Completely. 100%. And the pain was even worse than the first second after impact.
Time for the ER.....
Got there. Barely able to walk. Threw up 3 slices of pizza all over the parking lot. Sat in waiting room. Got my eye checked. Sat in waiting room some more. Rode a wheelchair. Slept for a few mintues in a hospital bed. Got an IV in my arm. Gave some blood samples. Got all sorts of stuff done to my eye. Put my head in a massive white doughnut that buzzed. Got a really powerful blue laser shined in my eye, as well as a bunch of super-bright lights. Got about 10 gallons of drops. Got a prescription for MORE drops. Got told to not go to school on monday. Got the IV taken out. Went home.
Oh, yeah, and while I was getting my eye examined the BB popped out. Yeah, it stayed in there for about 3 or 4 hours. After that my vision started coming back slowly. The optometrist told me a grisly story about some precussion-induced capilliary bleeding right under my cornea and right over my pupil, leading to a bit of total blindness for a little while. It'll probably be like that for a couple days, so no airplane flying or building. I have no depth perception right now, and 20/10 vision in one eye (my good one) and 20/25 in the other (the hurt one). I miss my full-time 20/10 where I can read the whole vision chart as well as the little copyright sentence at the bottom (I guess they have to copyright that crap). I feel friggin blind.
I'm wearing a patch right now so I've only got one eye to work with. The other hurts like it got ATTACKED BY AN ELF WITH A HAMMER. Seriously, right after I stood up off the couch it was the worst possible pain imaginable. Go take your Dremel, put a high-speed cutting bit on it, turn it on to full power, and swallow it without chewing. That's like 1/100th of what this felt like. It's subdued by modern medical technology right now, though, but still hurts pretty bad.
That pretty much sums up my day. I apologize if I've made any typing mistakes (you may have noticed that when I have two working eyes there are very few, I might even venture zero, errors).
So no airplanes, no school, no biking, no nothing. Just lay in bed all day with my eyes closed. Terrible.
That's all....