Alright, so I was cruising back home from my girlfriend’s place one night, and suddenly, my vision decided to do a complete 180 on me. Lights turned into fuzzy streaks, and the letters on highway signs started dancing around. It was like waking up super dehydrated, you know? Eyes parched, feeling all scratchy and dry. Normally, I’d just rub my eyes to fix it, but I had my contacts in and no backup glasses. So, yeah, that wasn’t gonna work. No amount of blinking could set things right again. Drove for about 40 minutes, got home, crashed in bed, thinking my eyes would be better in the morning. But guess what? It’s been three-and-a-half years, and they still ain’t right.
The whole ordeal led me on a wild goose chase of doctor’s visits, and I even had to resort to using eye drops made from my own blood that insurance won’t even cover. But let’s not jump ahead. See, ever since I started driving, I loved doing it at night. It was my jam. But as time went on, LEDs started blinding me, and everyone and their grandma was driving trucks. This condition of mine pretty much ruined one of my favorite pastimes. Waking up the morning after that drive home, I realized something was off. Staring at my computer screen gave me a headache. It was too bright. Going outside for a walk didn’t help, and after a few days, it hit me that something was seriously wrong.
Turns out, I had this thing called corneal neuropathy. Basically, the nerves in my eyes were all out of whack, twisted, and just plain angry. It’s like a weird version of dry eye syndrome that messes with your head and makes you feel like your eyes are dry, even though they’re not. And let me tell you, it’s a real pain in the rear. Driving at night became a nightmare, especially with those blinding LED headlights. Like, seriously, who thought those were a good idea? Teenagers love the freedom of driving, but when every streetlight looks like a blurry mess, and your eyes can’t handle the glare, you start avoiding it altogether.
For me, driving in the rain weirdly makes my eyes feel better. Don’t ask me why; I’m not a doctor. But rain gives my brain an excuse for the funky vision. Anyways, after years of treatments, eye drops made from my blood, and a boatload of expenses, I’m finally starting to see some improvement. It’s been a long road, full of doubts and fears, but hey, at least I’m getting somewhere. If you’re struggling with night driving too, trust me, I feel your pain. It’s tough out there, but hey, maybe if we talk about it more, things might just get better.
