Blind Spot Peripheral Vision Novels & Stories

Again she was out. The next time she woke up, it was in a big room, to beeping. A slow ache was all over her body, but she felt light. Happy? She couldn't follow a train of thought but she did know one thing, she still couldn't see from her right eye. Thought could she? It was dark, but she could sense specks of light coming through from somewhere. She raised her hands to touch her face and felt something. Cotton? Paper? Something was on it to hide her vision. “Kyle, she is up!” she heard Madison say.

he said Ruth decided to go with the doctor while Chantel stayed back with her mother. "The results show your mum has a case of retinal vein occlusion. This I believe is as a result of the head trauma she suffered due to the accident," the doctor informed her "Can this be treated?" Ruth asked "Unfortunately, there is no treatment to revise the condition, however, we can treat any arising complication to protect her vision," the doctor explained "Protect her vision?" Ruth repeated the doctor's words "Does it mean the condition can lead to blindness?" she asked "Yes, if arising complications are not treated," replied the doctor

"What's the plan, Einstein?" I opened the velvet pouch and pulled out three small, neon-orange adhesive discs. "We are going to conduct a tactile peripheral test. Put your helmet on." "Inside the room?" he asked, frowning. "Yes. The visor limits your peripheral vision, which forces your brain to rely entirely on your central ocular tracking. I need to see how your eyes adjust when your field of view is artificially restricted."

She was the only occupant in it. Just as I had done all day, I ignored her. Blinking, I started seeing black spots in my vision. Strange, I had eaten and today wasn't that stressful. I shook my head and looked up, just in time to catch Lily's gaze through the reducing gap of the closing elevator doors. My vision blurred and I held the wall for support, my head suddenly ached with a nasty intensity. Something was wrong. I tried to glare at Lily but my vision swam.

That doesn't matter, I was already seeing dots in my vision. Before I could cry out for help I blacked out.

"The Eye has cataracts. Blind spots." Jack slid a gold coin across the table. A real one. Stolen from a cartel vault three years ago. "Where are the blind spots?" The woman drew a map in the dust. "The Western Ridge. The winds are high there. Sensors fail. Spirits walk." "Spirits I can handle," Jack said. "Sensors are annoying." "Beware the Mother," the old woman whispered suddenly, grabbing his wrist. Her grip was surprisingly strong. "She weaves the web, but she does not eat the fly. She waits."

“What do you mean I can't use my blood on her?” “Well,” Natasha seemed to sit on the other chair across from us. “If you use your blood on her eyes, it will damage it completely and she might become blind.” Her words made us freeze. She continued. “Her eyes were in their sensitive phrase right now and it cannot be hit by the sun or anything—not even be poked accidentally because it can cause permanent blindness.” I heard her let out a sigh. “That's why you have to protect your eyes at this phrase. The cloth I used to blindfold your eyes—don't take it off, not even if you would take a bath or shower.”

185 Claire's heart stopped beating as everything around her began to throb. The corner of her eyes pained and blurred out her peripheral vision. It was as if all her focus was directed to the man in the center of her vision and white blinking dots squirmed on the corner. "You are joking with me, right?" Her tone was bled dry of emotions, her baritone hoarse like she would cry any moment now.

Not that it mattered since I could not see anything, but at least I would not start to tear up. Later, they moved me off the bed and into a wheelchair to check my eyes. I listened to the sounds from the noisy hallway as they wheeled me into the examination room. Since I was blind, I had to rely on my ears for everything. I stayed alert like I had super-hearing. The doctor kept telling me not to worry and that everything would be okay. He explained that concussions sometimes caused temporary blindness. Actually, I had started to calm down, so I was not that fearful anymore.

I close and open my eyes a few times, trying to force myself to stay awake and focus on the fight. However, the dark black spots are slowly creeping through my vision, making the blurry figures even worse. I don’t know how long they were fighting for and as they were both really blurry, I tried to move back as one of the blurry figures started walking back toward me, not knowing which one won.