I, as it were, will tell my story. Now I'm 23. I got sick with a spasm 4 years ago. I played avidly in strategy with a very small interface, Europa Universails 4. And at some point my eyes just got tired, the image began to blur. But I'm a gamer, I played with force for a while. And then it all started. After a week of rest, the eyes did not recover, the distance vision deteriorated, the eyes began to get tired instantly, literally after 10 minutes of work. I went to a paid clinic, I was diagnosed with accommodation spasm and prescribed a 3-week course of drops. I dripped, but the course was too small (usually it takes a month to drip) and it did not help me. I went to another doctor, they told me to take a break, not to look anywhere for 2 months, but to drip for a month. Well, I dripped it.
The trick is that the spasm disappears from these drops, but all the eye muscles will weaken. And for them it is necessary to do exercises, but no one told me about this. And since the eyes are weakened, catching a new spasm becomes like it’s not good to do. And a month later I got sick again.
A lot of bullshit happened in 4 years. Friends joking cruelly at home, my parents for some time did not believe me that I was sick, they thought that I simply didn’t want to go to work, every day they ran into my room and yelled like in Zeleny Elephant: “I’ve gone to work! ! GO TO WORK ". I lit a cigarette. I became a nervous, hunted person, my ribs ache due to nerves, and a rash appears on my hands. There were panic attacks a couple of times. And all the time, some kind of garbage happens to me, because of which I cannot complete the treatment. Sometimes it's my fault, sometimes it's not. Staying at home has become disgustingly difficult. Stupidly nothing to do, watch gadgets, computers - you can't. Reading, drawing, playing musical instruments is prohibited. Sometimes I just get covered from this deprivation, and I do some stupid things, for example, I sit down to play on the computer on days when I am not allowed according to the schedule. Or I undertake to help a friend with a programming laboratory, this laboratory becomes for me some kind of obsession, I do not sleep at night, thinking how to make it smarter, and again I do not comply with the regime (it’s strange to hear from the outside, but I just cannot myself sometimes control) and get sick again.
Here you can tell a lot, all sorts of trash-grave stories. I was kicked out of the institute (how I was kept with 30 debts is another story, how I ran around and cajoled the dean's office, tried to pass at least something and got sick again). The thing is, the cost of making a mistake is too high. You can live according to the regimen for 3 months, do exercises, be a good boy, and then you will be interrupted, you will do stupidity and all 3 months for nothing. Recently, I also started having the same problems with accommodation in the distance, so now I can go out into the street, about once every 3 days.
There is little information on the Internet. Even in English. So tell us your case. How do you deal with this conclusion (like in a punishment cell, heh). And keep my claw of friendship, if you are sick right now, then maybe my trash grave story is cooler than yoursy.
Yes, many have encountered, in my opinion, there are more idiots among practicing ophthalmologists in Russia than in any other specialty