Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Birth Memories, 2

The baby's been born.  I'm laying in bed with him, and the midwife asks, "How's your vision?"

"I can see my hand, and I can see you, and I can see the canopy outside the window, but I can't focus past that," I say.  And everyone laughs, because apparently, it's foggy as a London pea-souper and nobody can see outside. 

Later, I don't even remember this.

2 comments:

  1. nothing like a blindness joke to cheer up a crowd!

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  2. Brilliant -- this could so happen here!
    More seriously though: why would your vision be affected? I've never heard of that (not that I'm an expert or anything, but that question surprised me...)

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