As the story goes, Nelson was in the midst of a battle he knew he could win when his commanding officer, in a nearby ship, used signal flags to order him to back off. Nelson chose to use his blind eye to look through a telescope toward the signal flags, thereby telling one of his men he never saw them.
Nelson sailed on to victory and simultaneously gave birth to the expression “turn a blind eye to” and set the stage for the evolution of the term “plausible deniability” among many politicians and other folks of lesser character.
As I was walking out, I saw a man tossing a flying disc to play catch with his dog, a boxer, in a grassy area in front of the facility. I pulled out of the parking space and was approaching the street when the Frisbee sailed over the top of my slow-moving Datsun 210. I stopped when I saw the dog chasing after the disc and headed toward the driver's side of my car.
The dog crashed into the left front door of that old car, which had a dull orange paint job that many mistook for primer. The impact of the dog against the car, of course, startled me. I quickly got out, alarmed and concerned for the dog – and wondering what kind of reception I would get from its owner.
He chuckled a moment before explaining, “He can’t see out of his right eye.”
Never one to – that's right – turn a blind eye to a pun, I told my boss how a dog had blind-sided me while I was out. Two puns, one story, unbearable agony for my boss and anyone else in earshot.
I was quite pleased with myself.
Ultimately, Dr. Gieser would perform a vitrectomy to suck out the vitreous – a jelly-like substance that fills the inner eye – cauterize the burst and some deformed blood vessels – and replace the jelly with saline solution, which in time the body would replace once again with vitreous.
It turns out the affliction in my right eye is called uveitis. It is a swelling inside the eye of the tissue beneath the retina. Its cause can be related to an autoimmune disorder, although it usually occurs in healthy people, and frequently the cause is never determined.
I’m supposed to see another specialist, but that likely will be a week or more away. In the meantime, I find myself thinking about things like that one-eyed dog (been there, done that, don’t want a repeat). I also recall that, when I was a kid, I loved to pretend being the blind detective Mike Longstreet, portrayed by James Franciscus Jr. in the TV crime drama, Longstreet. But of course that was child's play, and no matter how cool it might have seemed then, Longstreet was not an editor, a writer.
God forbid, but if that happens, all you will have left to "look at" are your memories, so build a store of them now.