So, I went to a second eye doctor appointment after work today and apparently I have a disease, or a condition, or disorder, or whatever you want to call it.

Keratoconus, or KC. A “thinning disorder of the cornea in which the normally round, spherical shape of the cornea is distorted and a cone-like bulge develops, resulting in significant visual impairment.”

Ew.

They don’t know what causes it, it could stop at any time, or not. At this stage, it is mostly correctable with glasses or contacts, but in 10 years… maybe not so much. Thankfully, I only have it in my right eye.

I might need to go to contacts to get better correction (eyeglasses haven’t been able to totally do the job up until now), but I would have to get two different kinds of contacts, one for each eye. The left, fairly normal soft contacts for a slight astigmatism, the right, a complex (and expensive) hybrid lens. The total was something like $400/year.

One of my favorite things about going to a new eye doctor is I can tell when they notice my disimilar pupil sizes. They usually pause in mid-sentence, their eyes dart back and forth between my eyes, and they sort of nervously ask with tangible hope, “Did the technician put drops in one of your eyes?” I then get to be the reassuring voice, and tell them it’s okay, I was born that way, it’s not brain damage or anything.

But, somewhat ironically, the same eye with the abnormally dilating pupil also has this cornea disorder. But the two things are likely unrelated, or so says the experts. My guess is something went wrong with the right eye recipe when I was being percolated in-utero.

So… something to look forward to: the possible enventual uselessness of my right eye, possibly leading to a corneal transplant or something. Hopefully, the left will hang in there. I might start learning braille in the meantime, just in case.