My Left Eye Hurts When I Blink Novels & Stories

"Do you use that eyepiece continuously?" John shook his head. "I use eyepieces when I go traveling." "What did you bring glasses for?" "Sometimes, I take off my eye lens." Luna slowly touched the lens of John's eye, but before that, John quickly held his hand. "I just want to help you. This eye lens is what causes your head to hurt. You're irritated, and if you're not treated right away, you'll be blind." "Would you be angry if you found out who I am?"

“You don’t have to go. We can talk about the rest later.” Eric’s voice was cold. The person in charge was stunned but nodded. He dared not disobey Eric. After Eric finished speaking, he rubbed his left eye with his left hand. Then, he reached out to grab something in the air. The doctor hastily said, “Mr. Ferguson, your retina and nerves are connected. When your right eye is injured, your left eye may be affected too. Please don’t rub your eyes. If you feel uncomfortable, just close your eyes.” Eric paused slightly. His throat moved, and he responded with a nod. He put down his hand and had a solemn and cold expression.

Anna secretly let out a sigh of relief. “In layman’s terms, Anna had suffered a severe injury to her eyes. The eyes have nerves that connect directly to the brain, making the pain of an eye injury something no ordinary person can endure. Hence, Ms. Hamilton’s brain activated a self-defense mechanism. And because of that, even though her lenses have healed, she still can’t see.” Micheal repeated the same explanation to the crowd outside. The specialists exchanged glances and nodded in agreement—mainly because they were afraid of Liam’s murderous glare. It would be wiser to follow the lead of that self-proclaimed god.

This was my first time. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My husband's white shirt. My black pencil skirt. My husband's gray tie. I let my hair down, slightly wavy at the ends. My face was bare, but I put on a little red lipstick so I wouldn't look pale. Then I took my glasses from the bedside table. I wasn't blind, but my vision had been bothering me for the past few months. The doctor said it was a side effect of my heart condition. Blood flow to my eyes wasn't smooth, so sometimes my vision was a little blurry, especially when reading or looking at distant objects.

My eyes burned harshly as the light from the single bulb swaying carelessly above, invaded it. I winced in pain as the water seeped into my eyes, causing me to blink rapidly to wad the feeling. A stinging feeling rode up my arm as I flexed my wrist to try and rid myself from the entrapment. I rocked back and forth but the stinging sensation ravished my torso and my feet.

He kept picking up the knife, telling himself, "I'm a man; I can handle this.” The minute he picked the knife back up. Lyle quickly put it back down. The burning sensation his eyes felt made him begin to rub them. The burning became so unbearable! He moaned in a somewhat sexy tone, asking". “Kita, can you help me? I can barely see out my eyes. They are burning terribly.” She came over to the counter, taking him by the wrist to the kitchen sink, and turned on the cold water". “Rinse your eyes here.”

My vision got cloudy and I covered my eyes but it wasn’t strong enough to stop the tears from escaping. Why does it hurt so much …That I can’t breathe?

Elizabeth turned to watch him. “I am glad I could help Liz, I see you and your mom seem to have gotten most out of the woods” Elizabeth sighed at his words, “It’s a start…” she nodded to herself before lifting her head to look at Jace, she was so happy he had shown up, she smiled but quickly recoiled as she felt a sudden sharp pain in her left eye, her hands jumping over to her aid as she shut her eyes from pain. She made a discomforting sound as she vigorously rubbed at her eye. “Liz?”

She explained, then tilted her head slightly before asking, “Can you do without yours?” I shook my head slowly. “No,” I said. “I really can’t.” Ivy looked up at me. “Does it hurt?” I nodded. “Yes. A lot.” Without my glasses, everything turns blurry. And faces lose their shape. I can’t tell who is who unless they speak. I can see people standing there, but I can’t really see them. The pain usually starts behind my eyes. It grows and grows until it turns into a strong migraine. My head feels heavy, and even light makes it worse.

Elora’s POV I woke up to the pungent smell of what seemed to be a herbal medicine invading my nostrils. The room was silent apart from my heavy breathing. I slowly got up and lifted my eyelids. I squinted in an attempt to sharpen the blurry image surrounding me. However, a sharp pain stung my eyeballs as soon as the light hit them. It felt as if my whole eyeballs were dried up. It gave me some discomfort making me blink a couple of times in an attempt to wet it with my tears. Unfortunately, it didn’t help so I ended up rubbing them. That was when I noticed that no matter what I do, my vision didn’t seem to enhance at all.