Sunday, July 7, 2013

Ah, that might be it.

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The second to the last time I was at the eye doctor I was sent up to the actual clinic.  I was told this was because I had diabetes.  They tried to send me up last time but I refused.  They wanted to look deeper so that they could make sure there were no changes.  They looked in, then had me do a test.  They had me do it again, and again.  They wanted me to do it one more time, asked if I would I refused.  Beyond seeing more of the flashes than they expected, even at the fastest flash rate with the greatest randomness, I now think there was something else.  The speed of my pressing the button to let them know I had seen it.

It started out with one doctor.  He called over an intern.  I ended up having four medical types looking over the paperwork, test results, and in my eyes, in awe.  Another doctor and intern I believe.  Yes, I suspect, for an old dead guy, I'm a bit more than they anticipated.  You just can't imagine having doctors look at you like...  I don't know how to put it.  In disbelief?  Like comic geeks finding a first edition Super Man comic for a quarter at a garage sale or something.  I won't let them send me upstairs anymore.  Things like that bother me.  I also refused to be a part of their DNA program to.  Make no mistake, they will do what they want anyway.  But if they get caught, people will go down hard.  (The information, if found worthy, will be quietly stored then sent out to be studied at some future time, however, make no mistakes.  The world has changed.  Or... not... depending if you believe there was a truer time in America, or the world... a questionable proposition, but possible.)

I need to figure out how to create a random drop, perhaps find some other tests.  Something absolutely shockingly awed those doctors.  I want to know what it was.  Uhrm, no, they weren't specific.  One just said, after twelve or twenty, years of testing that he had never seen test results that good before.  Something about being middle aged, with a massive astigmatism even if my eyes are correctable to 15/20, and with severe heart failure to boot.  Then they just got quiet.  That's all I know.  Here is the vid...

Oh, and... you can try this at home as well!  That was funny.  Finally a vid where they don't proscribe doing this at home, but actually encourage it?  Funny.  I'm easy.

I do remember, in fights, actually waiting.  I needed them to be in position for me to do what I had already mapped out.  Not sure how functional that is, but those docs make me wonder.

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