My 6-Year-Old Son Pushed Me Down the Stairs—When My Sight Suddenly Returned, I Saw the Family Portrait and Realized I Had Been Raising Someone Else’s Child
“How much vision would I have recovered?”
I asked.
The neuro-ophthalmologist shook her head.
“We can’t reconstruct that.”
“Could I have improved years ago?”
“Possibly.”
The word hurt more than certainty.
Douglas had blocked major consultations.