I am running away from reality, as fast as i could.
and trying not to look back, so as to prevent my eye from tearing.
Ni te plus oculis meis amarem
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
The title of this chapter is from a poem by Catullus, a Roman poet. This line is kind of mocking in the poem. It is said that the monks used to write on tablets, sheets of crude paper using oil lamps which deteriorated their eyesight eventually. Also, these monks had a responsibility of chosing crude paper or animal skin by overwriting on them as many lacked the luxury of affording new ones. So they had to choose wisely what they wanted to store and what they wanted to get rid of.
Anyway, in the given context, it refers to the visual issues that I faced this morning. After a soda, I went back to my desk to find that I wasn't able to read the email that needed my urgent attention. I cleaned my glasses, washed my eyes but nothing worked. My eyes started to blur as if there were tears in my eyes. In next ten minutes I was royally scared and there was a nasty headache building at the bridge of my nose. When the blurring became more pronounced, I called up a friend and asked her to take me home. I had to visit doctor and the verdict was what he was suspecting for a while now. Classic Migraine. Migraine with aura. Its not just headaches, I have perpetual nausea, visual and olfactory weirdness and of course splitting headache.
The doctor was very clear. Since I cannot avoid looking at a comp in the daytime, at nights, working on comp has to be very minimal. My parents who were right next to me were glaring at me which translated to - "This what we have been telling you." I have decided to listen to the doctor and minimize this exposure to computer/TVs. It is kind of OK for me as now I can catch up with my reading which has been lying dormant for a very long time.
My time on internet is going to be reduced to a drastic level starting today. I am under observation for one month. Have to see how it goes...