Ok, so we didn't really just flip on the switch to the florescent lights after we took the blindfold off. That wouldn't have even been funny. Of course I am talking about last Friday when Stephyn came out of his blindness.
Thursday night we experienced a fire alarm in our residence hall which was jarring for me and apparently terrifying for Stephyn. As far as I can imagine, losing sight is stressful. Being jarred violently awake into a disorienting situation of confusion and excruciatingly loud noise is a bit more intense than "stressful." Fortunately, the dorm didn't actually burn down, so no real worries. That morning, however, Stephyn told me he simply wanted to sleep in, so I figured he needed the peace for a bit. Around lunchtime, I got him up and going and we conducted our final battery of tests for the week. By three we were done, and we went back to the room. We took off the blindfold slowly into a pretty dark room. The only light was what could filter through closed blinds. Over the next half hour, we incresed the intensity of light in the room with soft incandescent bulbs. By 3:45 or so, he was seeing fine and I could see his shoulders relax a bit and the stress lines on his face start to fade away.
I am glad that part of the experiment is over. It was particularly stressful for me the last week as I am sure you could tell by my last few posts. It will be nice next week because he will be independently mobile, meaning that I won't have to be constantly watching his every step. I'm thinking we might have to get doughnuts to celebrate. Mmmmm...doughnuts.
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