Since my knee surgery I have been finding it difficult to sleep through the night. Lying in one position for very long becomes painful but rolling over to change position is also a painful process. I find that I need to wake up to shift around. Sometimes, I just get up and walk a few laps around the inside of the house in order to limber up. This was what I was doing last night when I got lost in our bedroom.
Because Lyle has been so good to me during the day, when I get up to do my nightly jaunt around the house, I don’t turn on the lights. Certainly one of us needs to get some sleep! Basically I have a little route from our bedroom, down the hall to the kitchen and living room and back to the starting point. If I was doing this without assistance, I would likely just feel along the walls but as I don’t want to bump into any furniture with my knee I have been taking the walking frame. Normally I do the 75 steps without any trouble but the walker doesn’t give me as much sense of direction as I would like. However, last night as I re-entered the bedroom, my mind must have been wandering and I lost track of where I was standing.
I knew right away that I wasn’t pointed to the bed ...but where was I? I let go of the walker and felt all around me. Nothing – and this in spite of the fact that our bedroom isn’t all that large. I moved forward with the walker and hit something on the floor but I still couldn’t identify where I was. At one point I touched Lyle’s foot in the bed but that still didn’t do the trick. I would have tried to find my way back to the light switch but that was also a non starter. Finally, I called out to Lyle. I was sorry to wake him up but I was lost and really I needed to get back to bed.
All this reminded me that my vision is not of the twenty-twenty kind. I know that when my sight first changed, seeing in the dark was one of the first things to go. Since then, I have learned that this loss of night vision is fairly common with many eye conditions. My friend, Norma has RP (retinitis pibmentosa) and said that even as a youngster she couldn’t see well in the dark. However, when the lights went out, she thought that she was seeing the same way that other people saw. Another friend, George, walks without assistance during the daylight hours but as soon as the light dims, he is instantly in need of his white cane or other assistance to find his way around.
I haven’t thought of this particular aspect of vision loss for some time but last night’s little misadventure brought it all to mind. Who would have thought that I could get lost in the bedroom of our own house!