Dead eye 's'

I remember the day when I went blind for four hours. I was just six years old, but that memory will be imprinted on me forever. See, I had gotten a fever, which wouldn't have been so bad if it wasn't for the fact that I was a very sickly child back then. A simple cold could cripple me; and God forbid that I get something truly bad, like a disease or something. Anyway, my mom tried everything that she could do for me. She tried to reduce the fever by putting on wet cloths, by making me eat lots of soups of the chicken noodle variety, and by making me sleep under thick quilt blankets design to smoother one to death. And it worked for a time. I became a little bit better, but the fever still remained, and my mom was very cautious about using store bought medicine for me, because she felt as if it could damage me somehow. As time passed, we all thought that my fever had finally broken and that I was healthy again. But we were wrong, very wrong. I was siting on my couch, looking at T.V. from very far away. Now, I didn't wear glasses back then, but my vision seem to blur a little bit. Now, being as young as I was, I didn't think anything by it and I just moved to the loveseat, which was closer to the T.V. But that's when my vision really started to become bad. Everything began to take on a darkish hue and I became frighten. I started to scream and by the time my parents came, my vision was complete gone. No prelipheral vision, no shadows, just gone. When my parents asked me why I screamed, I said I couldn't see. They thought I was playing, especially my dad, who began testing me. He put up fingers, he hit me, did everything he could think of to prove otherwise, But it was true, I went blind. They finally called an ambulance to come. Now, I don't know if I was dreaming or not, but I felt as if I had an astral projection or what not, for I 'saw' the ambulance that was taking me to the hospital from the ampartment buildings that we used to live in from the sky. Whether or not it was a dream, I found myself in a hospital examination room with an I.V. in my arm. I heard the doctor tell my mom that she should give me medicine more often to prevent this from happening again. Even though I really didn't want to close my eyes again, I was too sleepy to resist so I allowed myself to go back into the darkness one more time.