Evil eye

Glaucoma is a retinal disease that can lead to vision loss if it remains undetected and untreated. It usually occurs at the optic nerve head region due to the damage of ganglion cells. A study conducted by the Cataract Surgery Registry (CSR) from 2002 to 2012 on patients with pre-existing ocular co-morbidity showed that there has been an increase of around 119 number of patients from year 2011 to 2012 with 1976 and 2095 patients respectively (Mohamad Aziz Salowi & Goh, 2012). Although glaucoma…

Headlights. Such a normal thing. I see them everyday. On my way to school, and coming home. But I think I see them most in my dreams. They spin around me, a dizzying whirl or lights. Somehow, I always wake up crying. It's been six years since my father left, and six years since I saw the headlights of his car, driving away. I remember the night he left. The screaming downstairs, the grinding of the garage door, the slam of a car door. Then, all I could hear was tears. And all I could see was…

Rubina Khan Hour 2 10-14-15 The Tell Tale Heart: Insanity Plea Judge Type: Defense Attorney There were two men in this story. Both men are best friends. One man has a very large eye. His eye is like a vulture’s eye. The other man in the story is very disturbed by his eye. The man doesn't like his eye. So every night he goes to the mans room to kill him for a whole week, but never succeeds. Finally, on the seventh night he goes in and kills the man. He chops up his body and puts his body…

long waits. So the two of them made their way into a shaded backway street and tried to figure out where Sanji would be. S/O let out a small sigh, the heat was still awful even in the shade. Luffy’s eye looked over them and noticed little beads of sweat dripping from their neck towards their chest, his eyes looking after the liquid. He swallowed hard, finding this to be a really bad time for his pants to feel tighter. Stupid body. “S/O.” his whisper nearly sounded like a whimper as he pushed…

From what I have read in “ The Mind’s Eye”, I think that every blind person’s experiences are different. The author uses John Hull, Zoltan Torey, and Sabriye Terberken as examples, the three have a drastically different experience when it comes to their inner eyes. Sacks says that the visual cortex or the inner eye is what gives you mental pictures of what things look like in your head. To explain, a person can picture what a relative or peer looks like, without having to see them because you…

“Where are you?” Ginny asked the empty air for the tiger-shaped pendant. When Jennifer Shapiro became Ginny St. Claire, the pendant, the memory, was the only thing she carried between the lives. Holding on to the pendant was the only time she felt like she was pretending to be Ginny. “Ugggghhh.” Ginny picked up the closest appliance, a toaster, and threw it across the tiny cage of RV. The toaster smashed on the wall over the bed. “I am Ginny St. Claire, not the useless Jennifer Shapiro,” she…

If at this moment, the jewelry boxes and countless other silver objects of individuals were looked at, each person would have at least one (or up to 25%) item with surface tarnish, making them black and unappealing. Most of these items are valuable family heirlooms or pieces of jewelry that hold special memories for an individual. These beautiful pieces full of history are discarded in the back of jewelry boxes because they are tarnished, flawed, and harmful. Personally, jewelry was given as a…

About three inches wide and two inches long, it’s kind of hard to believe that something so small could hold such a special place in my heart. When I was a sophomore in highschool my grandfather passed away. He practically raised my cousins and I. We were extremely close. After his death my mom went through his stuff with my grandmother, and they found an old work ID. They decided I should have it. The top of the ID reads “The West indies Sugar CO. LTD Frome”. Before coming to the United States…

magnifying glass and roast all those ants alive. One, two, three...how long would it take to rid the world of all those ants? How many magnifying glasses would you need? “Mr. Pierce?” “I heard you the first time...and it’s Daniel” Out of the corner of his eye, Daniel watched as the seventy-something-year-old man squirmed in his seat. Everyone did that around him lately. Dr. Randolf tightened his grip on the clipboard, fiddled with his green pen, and flashed a relaxed smile. “We only have an…

I sat in the dim lit laboratory waiting for the computer monitor to display the chromatogram of the sample that I had injected into the High Performance Liquid Chromatography (HPLC). I knew the peak chromatogram should come at the thirteenth minute, and if it did, the ophthalmic formulation which had become an axial part of my life over the past many months will have an added chance to become a drug product of the future. Or of course, I might just get a flat line or a confusing mix of…