“Hmm, yeah,” I consider his stare and wish I were wearing a metal apron. “Well, I’m not worried, in the future, we’ll all have cybernetic eyes capable of x-ray vision.” Pretty sure any damage to the integrity and you’re on your way to blindness.” “I don’t think you want to puncture your eyeball if you don’t have to. “What if they just sucked out all the vitreous fluid in your eye, took out the floaters and put it back fresh?” I use it as a sort of playful meditation.” It’s one of the only times you can see your white blood cells in action. “Well, I like to lay in the grass, stare off into a blue sky and chase the white worms. “Oh I know, I have floaters! I rub my eyes and they come back, they never go away. You can really only see it when a bright light is in his face. It looks like little threads of tissue crossing the pupil. “In his case, it didn’t break apart in his kittenhood and stayed in his eye after birth. I knit my hands together in front of me and pull my fingers apart like cellular mitosis in anaphase. It’s rare in cats, but essentially, there’s this thin membrane that supplies blood to the lens during fetal development.” Like my cat, Xander-he has persistent pupillary membrane in one of his eyes. The eyes see what they want when they can-colors, squigglies and all. “I guess it depends on if it’s night or day,” I muse and continue my scientific inquiry, “I imagine it changes with the amount of light. “Once I saw electric purple,” he excitedly confesses, not unlike a three year-old child. “Exactly!” He flutters his eyes closed and lightly demonstrates on himself, “What colors do you see?” “You ever close your eyes and press your fingers into your eyelids?” I’m filling my Earl Grey tea cup this morning at work when the weirdest water cooler conversation bubbles up.
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