A good friend asked me a difficult question today.

What would I do to have better eyesight. What lengths would I go to, and what should they be doing as parents with a child with a bad eye?

I’m not sure how to answer. Their predicament is an impossible one, but it has mad me think about what I actually see.

This shot is taken through the glasses lens of my bad eye. This is a portrait of my lovely wife

I can normally focus a lot better than this without my glasses, but it is the best proxy for when I get tired and the eye gets lazy.

One things for sure, one weak eye has never stopped me doing anything I wanted in life (although ball sports are a bit hit and miss… But it would be wrong to blame all that on the eyes!).

How exactly I would balance more sight with increased risks of complications later in life isn’t a question with a right answer. That makes any decision very difficult.

My final answer actually surprised me. 1 eye is enough, anything else is a plus. If one of the options however will alter physical appearance then I’d definitely go the route of best cosmetic outcome.

I’m not a vain person (hell, I can hardly see myself in the mirror!), so this conclusion surprised me a lot.

People are quick to judge on what they see… Or can’t see as the case may be!