2 | Kind of Scared
On January 29, 2017, I stared at myself in the mirror in my bedroom, the one that hangs on the wall to the right of the bed. I stand in my underwear, a foot away from the glass, opening and closing my left eye. My optometrist appointment was the next day, and I had decided to do a final experiment before going to sleep that night - after all, I'd probably made the whole thing up, hypochondriac that I was, and I wanted to be sure the problem was even worth bringing up to a physician. Left eyelid open: I can see my whole face. Left eyelid closed: I'm missing a nose. Open: all there. Closed: blank in the middle.