Blindness Summary Novels & Stories

And it has gone well, better than anyone expected. This treatment is specifically for trauma-based blindness. Since I had vision before the accident, I qualified. And if trials continue the way they’ve started, it could eventually help people predisposed to blindness genetically. That thought alone makes everything worth it. I text him back quickly. I’ll be there. Thank you. I head to the bathroom, take care of business, and stare at my reflection as I wash my hands. How am I going to pull all of this off? Then my phone starts ringing from the bedroom, of course. I flush, rush out, but miss the call.

Everyone said I was so lucky to be alive. ‎ ‎I called out again and again, asking why it was so dark. But the truth wasn’t darkness at all, it was blindness. I couldn’t see anything. I thought maybe my sight would return after a few days being awake. I told myself it was just the accident. I believed it until the day Elijah came to the hospital and told me I no longer had an eye, that my eyes are gone. That was when I learned the truth that broke me apart. I wasn’t blind because of the crash. I was blind because my foster parents , had sold my eyes.

Jack immediately frowned and signaled for someone to take her away. His expression turned gloomy. He pulled Gabriel to the front of my car and forced him to kneel. Then, he grabbed a stick, striking Gabriel hard several times until Gabriel collapsed, whimpering in pain. After that, with a humble and servile attitude, he said, “Mr. Cullen, my brother is truly blind. He failed to recognize who you were. Please calm your anger. Jenkins Construction will cover any damages today. We’ll even buy you a better car.” “If one car isn’t enough, we’ll buy ten. Even a hundred of them. Whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness!

I suffered alone. Because that’s what blindness does. It doesn’t just hurt you. It destroys everyone around you, and you don’t even realize you’re doing it until it’s too late to take any of it back. I was pregnant. And he didn’t know.

“Trauma?” “A trauma from a brain injury. For instance, if the patient was involved in an accident and an optical nerve was damaged. The patient can become instantly blind or it may take a few years. In the case of the latter, they are given this special medicine to delay the loss of eyesight. However, the dosage you sent us is quite high which means this patient has very little time and can lose their eyesight within weeks.” Scarlett’s mind goes blank and she slumps to the floor. Ryder is going blind? No! That’s impossible!

“Elowen, something’s wrong!” Elowen, ever steady, was by her side in an instant, her hands gripping Mara’s shoulders, her face full of concern. “Mara? What’s wrong? Talk to me.” “I can’t see. I can’t see anything.” The words hit her like a physical blow. Blind. She was blind. And no matter how much she screamed or cried, no one could help. They tried, of course. Every healer, every divinator, every doctor who had any experience with magic came to her. They poked, prodded, did everything they could, but the blindness remained. And it was getting worse. Day by day, the blackness filled more and more of her vision, until there was nothing left.

THIRD PERSON POV Cortical Blindness. The Doctor’s diagnosis rang in Isabella’s head once again as she stared at the blur, emptiness deep-rooted within her. The baby had taken her sight. Temporary or not, the doctor couldn't say how long this would last. The past hours had been the toughest of her life. Discomfort engulfed her, her heart was thumping so fast as she feared what lurked around her. She tried to picture an image of her face but not much popped up. Before now it never occurred to her to stare at herself regularly.

Finally, I stop, my chest heaving, my arms hanging heavy at my sides. "You are trying to see me," the blind man says. "That is your mistake. Your eyes are lying to you. They show you where I was, not where I am going." He taps his stick against the floor. "Close your eyes." "What?" "Close your eyes. You cannot fight what you cannot see. So stop trying to see." I look at Mark. He nods once. I close my eyes. The darkness is immediate and complete. Without sight, like the world shrinks to the sounds around me. My own breathing, and drip of water somewhere in the distance. The soft tap of the blind man's stick against the stone floor.

However, hearing him say that I do have a chance made my heart beat faster in my chest. "I can see again?" I slowly asked, still processing his last statement. "Yes," he said. "It has been seen here that there is a problem with the neurons in your occipital region, probably due to trauma. And your eyes also seem to be covered by a cloudy film, which contributes to your visual impairment. If this was a few years back, we wouldn't have had the solution to your problem. However, now that new technology has been developed, we can cure your blindness through transducer electrical therapy and eye surgery. It is quite expensive, though."

Layla added, comforting the newcomer. The girl waited for a response but there was only silence. She sighed and hugged herself instead. ‘If you don’t want to talk then I don’t care,’ she mumbled in her head. Layla wanted to roll her eyes as she used to if she wasn’t blindfolded, those days when she could still see with her both eyes were the worst as the bloody scenery she saw during those times were engraved in her young mind. The violence she witnessed was too much for her little heart to care for and handle. The day her eye was severed resulting in her to seal both of her peepers was the beginning of her less abusive days although it wasn’t the literal case, she was even beaten more than