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Restore Your Bad Eyesight in 60days Without Much Stress

My vision had been troublesome all my life and, during the last year, had gotten exponentially worse.


One eye was nearsighted, one eye was Glaucoma, both had astigmatism, both were scarred from sloppy radial keratotomy surgery and both eyes had cataracts obstructing my vision.

Those words fell heavily on my spirits. They were not comforting, nor were they reassuring.


Until that moment, I had allowed myself to believe it was a mere diagnosis I could perhaps, triumph over.


Dr Patterson’s words, however, left me with little hope.


I knew that 50% of the time, my good eye would also lose sight.


Thoughts and images raced through my mind. I parsed each of my doctor’s words carefully, hoping for some hidden message of hope or uncertainty. But never were my spirits so low.

As he spoke, I wondered how I would be able to perform daily life activities, such as reading, telling time, or preparing meals, without sight.

And all the while, I thought about telling as few people as possible, I imagined that they would not know how to behave around someone who had lost his sight.

I went in for the eye surgery and came out successfully.


I felt relieved.

I got back to work and everything was fine.


I thought the eye-operation was the end of it, not until 8 months later; I started having this dry eye and constant itching of the eye.


I went back to my eye doctor. He gave me an eye drop with other frivolous prescriptions.


I was so sad to have gone back to the eye-drop I thought I won’t use any longer.


And by then, I was still paying off the loan I’d collected from micro-finance bank.


worst of all, I was demoted at work to…ensign position, and was transffered to to apapa lagos to start working ashore.


Sadly, my dream of becoming a Naval pilot seemed impossible since the prerequisite is to have perfect eyesight.


However, though, my final hope was in GOD. but I thought I didn’t deserve his mercy because I turn to him only when I needed help or when all doors are closed. I felt ashame to even utter a word of prayer, but I still have to… anyways.


It occurs to me I would never be able to repair my eyes – no matter what i do, because I have already done everthing humanly possible (met with the best doctors, did eye surgery twice, bought the most expensive prescribed drugs and what have you…) but no avail.


So, I gave up… And I carried on with my life…

 It had happened many times before, but somehow this time it seemed like the last straw. I did know where to turn or what else to try.

 Don’t get me wrong. I don’t want this to sound like a sob story. I’m not telling you all this because I want you to feel sorry for me. There’s no need for that anyway. My story has a very happy ending.

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