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7th-Oct-2009 06:36 pm - Color Update
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This blog started a couple years ago with the story of how I regained color vision. Here’s the link if you missed it the first time. http://robheinsoo.livejournal.com/775.html

 Over PAX weekend I confirmed something I'd half-suspect--my color sense fades if I don't use it 'properly.'

 We had Eric Lang as a houseguest most of PAX weekend. We played a lot of games, including my first-ever game of Puerto Rico. I’d never wanted to teach Lisa since the ‘little brown settlers’ that drive the plantation economy push my buttons, and if they push my game-reject button, I figured they’d push Lisa’s. With Eric as guide, we pushed past the brown settler tokens and had a good three-player game, with Lisa winning what I’d thought was a duel between me and Eric.

 Midgame, the color red joined brown as the game’s notable color. Eric said something about “Look at the red number on the counter,” and I said, “That number is red?”

 I picked the counters up. Looked at them closely. I could only see that the numbers were dark. Not red. Uh-oh. I’d been thinking that colors, in general, seemed muted, maybe, but I’d been setting the thought aside.

 The next day at work I turned on the Windows Media Player ‘alchemy’ visualizer while I was working. It had been a long time since I’d had it on. It started off muted and I thought, “Oh. Yeah. This is like it was before. I’m not really seeing color well, am I?”

 I typed on an MS Word file on the left side of my screen with the Windows Media Player program running on the right side. Thirty minutes later the visualizer POPPED, all of a sudden everything got bright. Wow! It was a mini-recreation of my original color-vision event. Instead of two or three muted colors (blues, yellows, some greens, reddish maybe) I had the full spectrum roaring at me.

 When I got home I dug into the Puerto Rico box for the counters I hadn’t been able to perceive properly. Sure enough, now the red numbers were obvious. No way to see them as anything other than red.

 So now I know that the condition is somehow ongoing. I’d suspected something like this might be happening because of an event in Hawaii a couple years ago when I’d been unable to see red flowers on the trail. I’d responded by turning on my laptop computer that night to watch the visualizer program for awhile, eventually saying “See? No problem, I can see all the colors.”

   But now I have to admit that I seem to require ongoing color therapy from the visualizer’s mix of rapidly flashing and intermingling colors.

 Which means my condition is possibly a lot more interesting for a brain scientist than I’d thought. I’m going to mention the condition to a neuroscientist or two.

   In the meantime, I'm using the visualizer as much as I can. The world remains entirely colorful, and I'm grateful.

5th-Sep-2008 04:29 pm - Two Point Five Years of Color
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    Until 2006 I was colorblind. Show me a sunset and I saw shades of green. Hand me a pink shirt and I was sure it was grey. Before my first date with Lisa, my future wife, I gave her my address and described my house as the gray house on the corner. The only gray house on a corner anywhere in the neighborhood belonged to the local drug dealers, which she realized when they opened the door and called inside to see if there was a ‘Rob’ sprawled somewhere in the haze. Lisa said “Uh, sorry, I’ve got the wrong house,” backed up and found me in the blue house on the corner.
    On February 8, 2006, I sat at home typing Dreamblade notes on my laptop computer while Lisa went to hear a National Geographic lecture with her mom. As usual, I had Windows Media Player humming along playing music. I liked having the Alchemy visualizer twirling colors around at the side of the screen while I worked. Suddenly the screen flashed orangecrimsonpinkpurplescarletblueviolet. I’d always thought of the program as a mix of flashing yellows and blues and some greens. Had the visualizer changed? No, it was the same program I always used. But these were actual colors! I sat and watched the full spectrum twisting for almost an hour.
    I knew that I had a conclusive color vision test hanging on the wall across the living room from me. The day before I’d had my nose pressed to a landscape painting by Lisa’s brother, trying to see the pink in the sky that she said was the painting’s best feature. I hadn’t been able to see anything except some dark streaks. I pointed to them and said, “Is this the pink?” but Lisa just shook her head, saying that I might as well not try.
    When I dared to set the computer aside and sneak up on the landscape, I was ecstatic to find that the sky wasn’t just a blue and gray wash. There was the pink. And those dark streaks I’d noticed the day before? They were beautiful orange.
    Lisa came home and found me sitting in a pile of all our art and photo books, spread out on the floor, looking at colors and details I’d never seen. I was bawling. I was overwhelmed by the reality that this was how everyone else saw the world all the time. Lisa had to talk me into going to sleep, I was worried that I was going to wake up and it would all be gone.
    Two years later, I still have color vision. I don’t have a medically verified explanation for how I regained colors, but with a prompt from a neurologist friend of Lee Moyer’s, I have put together a good guess. No one ever accused me of being colorblind until I was in fourth grade. I don’t remember having any trouble recognizing colors when I was younger and I didn’t have any trouble recognizing them when my color vision came back. But when I was in third grade I ran into a metal pole at a full downhill sprint. It was a serious head injury and it left me with symptoms that bothered me into my thirties. Those symptoms have all gradually gotten better or gone away. My guess is that I also lost the world’s colors to that metal pole.
    After decades, something has reconnected. The tangled impulses composing my mind have agreed to show me colors again.
    I’m happy.

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