In my frequent running experiences at Eagle Creek Park, I have seen lots of wildlife — deer, coyote, owls, woodpeckers, turtles (I actually rescued a turtle once), as well as more common birds and woodland creatures. But recently I ran into, or probably more appropriately I should say, ran over a new species.
(There is more where this came from … )
“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.”
I had an interesting experience a couple weeks ago. I went to get my eyes checked. The doctor asked me several times if I had ever had a head injury. I told him each time that I couldn’t remember having one. (Doesn’t that kind of go along with a head injury? Not remembering that it happened?) Anyway, he explained to me that something in the back of my eye (blood vessels? capillaries? I can’t remember) was wavy instead of straight. He said that is normally only seen in people with high blood pressure (not true of me at all) or people who have sustained a head injury. Hmmm, I thought, interesting.
A couple days later I was driving to work when all of a sudden I remembered that when I was 2, I fell out a window at my grandma’s house and landed on my head. We were going to see my parents a few days after that so I decided to ask them about the details of that incident. Well, I started explaining to them what the eye doctor had said and they both thought of different head injuries I had sustained as a child.
The first one was when I was sitting in a window with my older sister at my grandma’s house and I leaned too hard on the screen and fell out backward hitting an old wooden bucket with my head. Hospital visit, no concussion. The second one happened when I was reading a book while I was riding my bike (I know, what a geek!). I hit the curb, the bike stopped, the girl didn’t. Did I mention I was going down a hill at the time? I can’t even remember what the third one was.
All I can say is, this explains a lot more than just the wavy lines behind my eyes.
