Perfect Sight Without Glasses

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    Editor's Note.—The author of the following article is engaged in
    literary work which compels her to use her eyes constantly for reading
    and writing. When first seen she was wearing the following glasses:
    right eye, convex 1.50 D.S.; left eye, convex 1.25 D.C.
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    Perfect Sight Without Glasses

    By Evelyn Cushing Campbell

    One of several problems which long disturbed my mind, both consciously
    and subconsciously, was whether the distressing condition of my eyes
    was caused by bodily ailments, or my general state of ever-present
    weariness was due to trouble with the eyes. Without glasses, my eyes
    felt blurred and strained; after wearing them for a time, the
    immediate relief was succeeded by increased weariness and a desire to
    throw them far away. Often I thought, "How happy would I be if I never
    again had to put on my glasses!"

    My problem has now been solved. The haunting spectre of anxiety which
    stalked ever at my side has vanished, and I have entered upon a state
    of beatific bliss and satisfaction with life in general. I have
    acquired perfect vision without glasses, and at the same time a
    relaxed state of once over-strained nerves which gives me a glimpse of
    what heaven may hold in store for world-weary mortals.

    A visit to Dr. Bates wrought this seeming miracle, so far beyond any
    hope or expectations which I had ever dared to indulge that I now
    confess, as an article of faith, that hereafter I shall always believe
    that everything is possible.

    The first treatment occupied not more than half an hour, but in that
    brief time I passed from inability to read type of medium size, except
    at arm's length, to reading type less than half the size and at a
    proximity to the eye which formerly had made the letters absolutely
    illegible.

    My recollections of the entire treatment are by no means consecutive
    nor complete, but the results were more than conclusive that the basic
    principle must be sound.

    After some preliminary tests with charts, Dr. Bates informed me that
    there was nothing wrong with my eyes. This in itself was a tremendous
    relief, as it immediately suggested the possibility of benefit by
    means other than the wearing of nerve-racking eyeglasses.
    "Close your eyes and rest them," I was told.
    The closing was at once accomplished, but the resting process proved
    to be more elusive. Almost at once the eyelids began to twitch so
    constantly that only with great difficulty was I able to keep the eyes
    closed at all. Upon opening them, the letters on the test card were
    very much blurred, and suggestive of little dancing figures.

    Instructions followed to close the eyes again and, first, to remember
    the white of starch; then the black of coal. When the eyes were
    reopened from the blackness, they felt distinctly rested and it was
    possible to read lines upon the card which previously had been very
    unclear.
    "Now close your eyes and remember an agreeable color—the green of
    trees, of grass, the color of flowers."
    This I did, seeing the green leaves of oak trees with sunlight upon
    them, the blue of a river glimmering beyond; brighter green of grass
    on a hiillside; yellow flowers with fine-fringed petals upon which had
    alighted a butterfly of deeper yellow; reddish-yellow tiger-lilies;
    pink roses, red roses, yellow roses; blue sky with cumulus cloud
    masses.

    Upon opening my eyes, the first line of printing on a card which had
    been much blurred at a distance of, say nine inches, could now be read
    with ease. The card was then brought three inches nearer, with the
    result that the printing once more became indistinct.

    Directions now followed to close the eyes and again remember a color.
    After some hesitation, I brought to my mind yellow, but the eyes did
    not feel rested, as on the former occasion. This I thought might be
    due to the effort to concentrate upon an object of that color—a
    curtain of yellow hanging in my apartment. My comment to this effect
    met the response that I must not make any effort, that all effort was
    bad for the eyes.

    Another instruction was to close the eyes, covering them with the
    cupped palm, fingers crossed lightly upon the brow, with no pressure
    upon the eye itself, and to remember black. This is called "palming."
    The blackness at first was filled with swirling, grayish, elongated
    globules, and the eyelids twitched. No other color was visible, and
    these swirling particles gradually became less apparent.
    "Now remember a black point, or a period, and imagine it swinging
    like a pendulum."
    My first attempt was a failure, but I finally succeeded and, to my
    amazement, found upon opening the eyes that I was able to read diamond
    type on a small card held at a distance of six inches. This really
    surpassed everything else, for formerly the person who held anything
    before my eyes at this close range had inflicted positive suffering
    upon me, and was usually greeted with an expression of ill-suppressed
    irritation, for the attempt to focus at this point produced at once a
    feeling of nausea.

    A peep into the mirror showed my eyes much clearer and less filled
    with weariness than I had been accustomed to see them after long hours
    of sleep. Completely convinced of the uselessness of wearing aids to
    eyes that did not aid but only irritated, I went home to consign the
    hated glasses to the darkest and deepest corner of my "Botany Bay"
    trunk. They have lain there undisturbed for over a year. I have never
    since that day felt the need of them, and my eyes have performed
    without fatigue tasks which would have been quite beyond them in the
    days when I depended on eye-crutches. One day recently, when I had to
    finish a piece of work in a limited time, I worked at my typewriter
    from nine in the morning until four the following morning, only
    stopping for meals, and my eyes were just as fresh when I finished as
    when I began.

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    Better Eyesight
    A monthly magazine devoted to the prevention and cure of imperfect
    sight without glasses
    Copyright, 1920, by the Central Fixation Publishing Company
    Editor—W. H. Bates, M.D.
    Publisher—Central Fixation Publishing Co.
    $2.00 per year, 20 cents per copy
    39-45 East 42nd Street, New York, N. Y.
    Vol. II - April, 1920 - No. 4
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    Lelouch, Jul 16, 2009
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    Neil Brooks Guest

    Thanks.

    Unverifiable, third-hand anecdotes, from people long dead, adds a
    great deal to the conversations of SCI.med.vision.
     
    Neil Brooks, Jul 16, 2009
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    Neil Brooks Guest


    Even money.
     
    Neil Brooks, Jul 19, 2009
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