Passed Out Eye Check Novels & Stories

Dying was better! Doctor Batra checked my eye sight, and then glances onto the monitor I was hooked to check my vitals and finally made sure I was ok. Like honestly if he would have asked me how I felt I would have told him. He simply wasted his as well as my time in doing all these stuff.

John said, gesturing to the small case on the table. "The lenses only get you past the first gate. The second gate uses a heat signature of the eye. It checks for the dilation of the pupil in response to light. Abram’s right eye was sluggish. He had a faint case of Horner's Syndrome. If your pupil reacts too fast, the system flags it as a fake." John sat back, his face darkening. "How the hell am I supposed to control my pupil dilation?" "You can't. Not naturally. But I have drops. They'll paralyze the muscle for four hours. You'll be half-blind in one eye, and the headache will feel like a spike through your skull."

He keeps looking at his glasses for a few seconds before averting his eyes back to his book. "That's why you got headache. What's your power?" He asks whilst writing something in his book. "-1.5 in right and -1.25 in left," Aaron replies. "And it's only now you realized your eye power was decreasing?" Ty tilts his head and asks in a scolding tone. "Er..no. I could actually feel I was seeing the goal post a little blurry," Aaron fiddles with the hem of his shirt. "But I didn't want to wear glasses and get thrown out from the team."

My eyes widen "I-ID cane?". " There's even a note". I hold my chest, my heart starts to beat rapidly "Even the bravest bats can't see during the daytime, I hope you last longer this time. What does that mean? I thought some bats can see during the day but-" Leo cuts her off "It's a threat!". I try standing up but my legs suddenly feel numb " are you okay?". Leo asks concerned. It's just an ID cane was sent back then as well. Kb

She had only tried to grab it back because she happened to see it in the elevator. “Nothing. Let’s go.” Outside the ophthalmology department, Chris pulled a blue press badge from his coat pocket, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly. He went in for an eye exam every month. After the doctor finished checking his eyes, he asked, “Have you been working a lot of overtime lately?” Chris gave a quiet hum.

“ Madam Ariana , I have come here to check on your health . “ said Ayla , waiting at the door . “ Come . “ said madam Ariana . Ayla entered inside and placed the file on the desk then placed the stethoscope around her neck . “ Please stretch your arm . I need to check your pulse and your blood tension . Then , I will check your eyes . “ said Ayla . “ Why my eyes ? “ asked madam Ariana . “ Because you fainted three times and if there are any after effects , they are directly shown in your eyes . Your eyes may look normal but after a deep check we can see if there are any other complications . “ said Ayla with a serious tone and complete professionalism .

“And to ease your worry, that’s not going to happen. What you’re describing would be a gross administrative error, which I can assure you won’t happen. If we test today and it’s much too soon for surgery, then we’ll continue to test periodically. We won’t determine you are unfit for new eyes unless periodic tests are still proving futile a good eight months from now.” “Okay, that’s a relief.” “That being said, I’d like to be honest with you about one test that would rule you out for receiving eyes.” Again, her entire body tensed. “A test that you’ll do today?” “Yes.” “And this is a test that determines whether or not I get eyes, no matter if I continue to heal over time?” “Yes, however it’s

Because they hadn’t seen it. Only I had. But I didn't falter. The doctor cleared his throat. “There is one thing we haven’t examined.” My chest tightened. “The eyes.” It felt like the room was shrinking. “No.” The man blinked. “Excuse me?” “I said No.” He exchanged glances with his colleagues. “We need to check pupil response.” “No.” His patience visibly thinned. “With all due respect, we cannot complete a neurological assessment without examining her eyes.” My jaw clenched.

HANNAH'S POV: THE NEXT MORNING: Two doctors stood before me, moving with practiced efficiency as they checked my vitals. One was pressing two fingers gently against my wrist, counting my pulse. The other was checking my blood pressure, the cuff tightening uncomfortably around my upper arm. They took turns shining a small penlight into my eyes, watching how my pupils reacted to the brightness. I flinched each time, the light feeling too harsh and too invasive.

The doctor came in and checked her reactions. He opened her eyes and tried pointing a small flashlight-like that they use to check if she will get a response. But her eyes aren’t moving and it means, Mariko was still not responding. The doctor tried to poke Mariko’s hands, but she was still not responding. The doctor looked at them and shrugged.