The boy climbs into the attic with one of his best friends. As they start rummaging through the junk in the attic he comes across a map for a treasure hunt. He wants to find the place where One Eyed Willie, the leader of a pirate ship, had dumped all his stolen treasures. Along with his four friends he starts on his adventure. They go through the most notorious of booby traps ever built, fall into the hands of two evil brothers and their mom. They survive the traps and the bad guys, finally reaching the pirate ship where One Eyed Willie dumped his treasure in the bottom of the ocean. In the final moments of the climax our young hero picks up just enough treasure to release his parents off their debt and save the family house. He thanks One Eyed Willie for helping him out.
I watched this movie in the early eighties umpteenth times with my kids. "The Goonies" is one of our family's all-time favorite movies. The others are "Batteries Not Included", "Beetle Juice", "King Ralph", "Rock Lords", "The Watcher In The Woods", etc. I loved family times, sharing the excitement of watching these movies with my children. Now, why would I remember all this now? Well, for the past few days I've felt like One Eyed Willie, due to my health condition. Let me explain why.
My friend washed the clothes and hung them to dry in the balcony of the apartment and placed couple of old, worn out, water drenched wooden planks over the clothes so they don't fly on to the other roofs. So far so good right? It's rainy season and the clouds are rushing towards us at six in the evening, so my friend who is occupied with some other work asks me to grab the clothes from the balcony. I run into the balcony and start grabbing the clothes. In my hurry I lift up one of the wooden planks with all my strength. I forgot it was light weight and it had so many spikes and it could have some fungus too being in the rain so many times. Next thing I know, my hand flies over to my right eye and bang! I see stars and then I feel the excruciating pain and I just drop everything on the floor and grab at my eye. I rush into the house covering my eye to grab a piece of ice and cold water to clean my eye. I thought I hurt my upper eye lid. I just sit for a few moments before I could think what to do. Believe me, I ran out of thoughts in my brain so completely, you could have written anything on it , it would have been like a clean slate.
I looked into my eye in the mirror and it looked normal. Nothing showed up except for pain. So I thought it would be okay by next day. But, upon my friend's request I went to the doctor the same evening. Boy, was I glad I did that! It turned out the plank just flew right into my eye and scraped my cornea so bad the outer layer of my cornea came out and was hanging at the edge. So, the doctor gave me some antibiotics, drops, pain killers and asked me to come the next day so he could observe the damage to my eye on a 24 hour basis.
According to the doctor I shouldn't be watching the television or computer. I shouldn't be doing any exercise, be on bed rest, don't go into the sunlight, don't travel outside, stay indoors, and eat soft foods so I won't move a muscle in the face for at least four days.
So now I have been sitting in the house like a duck watching the whole world pass by me having its merry way. Oh and by the way, I have a big, not-so beautiful patch on my right eye that is looking like a bad stain on a beautiful cloth. And I have all these visitors who came to know about the accident coming asking me a hundred questions and sympathize with me ever so gently about the patch. What to do? The whole world looks so beautiful from inside out that I almost feel sorry for myself.
Anyway, I am glad I went into the doctor's office. I am glad I am somewhat following the instructions if you see what I mean.(I am using the computer right now!). And I felt better after the doctor told me that my injury is healing fast and I should be able to use both my eyes in couple of days. But boy oh boy, was it an experience! The worst of this whole scenario was the fear of losing the eye and the infection that I might get being a diabetic. I gave up all my favorite foods in order to control my sugars tightly. Who would have thought some stupid wooden plank would do such a damage and in a split second, not giving a chance to my eye to blink?
So, next time folks, be careful with what you do, especially with sharp objects. Take good care of yourself right away and don't wait a minute after even the smallest accident especially if you are a diabetic like me. Please, wear the darn patch even if you feel silly for God's sake! And absolutely no computers with the one good eye. Now that I said it do you see why I feel like One Eyed Willie? Diet and medications, proper care is important in order to avoid more complications in these kinds of situations, because OUR LIFE MATTERS.