It’s no secret that I’m a huge fan of Disney Parks. I love everything about them; from the sights and sounds to the thrills and chills. Needless to say I was ecstatic to be returning this summer for seven whole days. There was just one catch: a week before I departed my eye began to malfunction.

I’m no stranger to malfunctioning eyes. I’ve had eye problems from birth. As a Micro-preemie I try not to let it get me down. I’m legally blind, but it doesn’t stop me. Sure it’s hard to read a physical book, but that’s what ebooks are for. It seems like no matter what obstacle I come across I, with help from my friends and family, can overcome it.`

So I’m used to visiting my favorite place and not see it all. Sure I can do anything I want to, but literally seeing it is a different story. Don’t get me wrong, Disney Cast Members are incredibly accommodating. From making sure I always get that front row seat at the fireworks to letting me go through attractions with a flashlight (thanks Grant at the Haunted Mansion).

But I digress.

A week before I departed I began to see flashes and floaters in my vision.

I brushed it off as nothing much to worry about and went to see a movie. Once I got home I noticed something. Anytime I looked into a light or screen, my vision blurred. This would persist and get worse as the night went on.

I quickly booked an appointment with a Retina Specialist. The doctor looked into my eyes and declared that I had a PVD (Posterior vitreous detachment). I was told to go ahead and go on my trip; to try and enjoy the Magic Kingdom with a blurry eye.

I wanted a second opinion.

It wasn’t that I didn’t trust the doctor. I did. But I wasn’t about to jet to Orlando without having a grasp on what was going on.

So off I went to Memphis.

Once they had looked into my eye they determined that I was experiencing a Vitreous Hemorrhage.

No big deal. It’ll reabsorb.

Just stay off Space Mountain.