I am not surprised that things are pretty much the same in my life.I didn’t expect anything more than what I have now. I worked very hard to surround myself with genuine people and to create a normal life for myself. I am still the same person. It just means that physically，perhaps，I can share more and put the two together，the feelings I had ，with sight.
The same doctor who told me I would never see again told me I had regained 80 percent of the vision in my left eye. To be able to look him in the eye and tell him I could see again — honestly，that felt pretty damn good. He ran all the tests and made me read the eye chart，but he has no explanation. He said himself，and still says，that once the optic nerve is damaged，it cannot regenerate.
I don’t think the knock on the head had anything to do with it. If others want to believe that is how it happened，that is fine. But I consider this a miracle. There is no other way to describe it. Some things just cannot be explained. Of course，some people are skeptical. For me，it is precious. I try not to think about the possibility of going blind again. But my recovery would be no less a miracle even if I lost my sight tomorrow.
镜中的女人
弗兰克思
11岁那年，我被诊断患有脑瘤。手术切除了脑瘤，但肿瘤的大小和位置却导致了我的视觉神经萎缩。3年后，我还能看见一点点东西，但眼科医生说我最终会失明。快过完14岁时，医生断言我已经完全失明，并且毫无办法治疗。当时，我患上脑瘤后，存活的几率只有5％，结果我活了下来，但对于即将失明的现实，我却无能为力。我努力表现得一切正常，但当它真正成为现实时，我却绝望了。
15岁那年，父亲离开了我们，这简直令我无法承受。正因为如此，再加上处于失明最痛苦的时期，我最大的恐惧是没有人再爱我，我永远都不能结婚，不能有自己的孩子和一个完整的生话。我害怕孤独，我想，这些就是我当时对失明的理解。
10年过去了，去年11月16日，我正在做晚餐，弯腰亲吻我的导盲犬阿米时，突然失去重心，一头撞在了咖啡桌的一角，然后又摔在地上。这没什么大不了的，要是你失明了，你也总会撞伤自己。我爬起来，继续做完晚餐，然后上床睡觉。
当我醒来时，我能看见了。阳光从拉着窗帘的窗户透进来。当然，我大吃一惊，但并不像失明时那样恐慌。卧室里挂着一面大镜子，我并没有立刻去照。我想先洗头，化妆，早晨的模样并不好看，我不想让自己受到惊吓。洗澡的时候，我看见了自己的影子。顿时说不出话来，真的。
最后一次见到自己时，我留着短短的头发，脸色苍白，面容黯淡。因为我的眉毛和睫毛都很淡，看起来像一个十几岁的小女孩，糟糕极了。但是，现在，我突然意识到，别人跟我说的都是真的，我是一个漂亮的女人。我站在镜子前，触摸着自己的脸。十年来，我一直这样做——我只是这样理解的——所以这是一种自然冲动。直到我看见自己，才意识到曾经看见的记忆，已经在很大程度上消退了。大约四个小时后，我才告诉其他人。我和阿米在一起，我们注视着对方，在外面的院子里的玩儿。我只想独自