[ WP ] Your doctor has discovered cancer in both of your eyes . Tomorrow , you are having life-saving surgery to have them removed . Describe your final day with vision before you go blind .

`` Okay, say it again, but try to really mean it this time.'' 
 
 We were sitting on our bed, both cross-legged and facing each other. John looked at me with something that resembled both annoyance and amusement. He cleared his throat dramatically, and threw his arms wide open as he spoke with the conviction and enunciation of a seasoned thespian. 
 
 `` I hereby declare my sincerest, undying love for my beautiful wife!'' He said. `` Never before has there been a woman more beautiful, nor one more kind. I shall love her every day from here on out!'' 
 
 Typical. I could n't ever get him to take anything seriously. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I tried to brush them away before they could make their way onto my cheeks. John's arms fell to his sides, and he moved a little closer. 
 
 `` Hey, hey - are you okay? Look, I'm sorry, I just do n't know what you want me to do.'' He shifted awkwardly. 
 
 I shook my head and took his hands in mine. It was easier to look at our hands, as they lay there between us, than to face his questioning gaze. I tried to memorise what it looked like when his thumb stroked the back of my hand, but the tears blurred my vision and made this almost impossible. A sound escaped my throat, and before I knew it, I was sobbing. *Great*, I thought. *I have less than twenty four hours to try and remember what everything looks like, and I'm spending most of that time bawling like a baby. * 
 
 `` It's just...'' I started, `` I do n't know. I'll miss seeing sunrises and stuff, and I'm scared that everything is just going to be *dark* from now on, but what scares me most-'' A sob interrupted my pathetic attempt at an explanation. John stroked my arms carefully, and waited for me to continue. *If only I knew how to continue. * 
 
 `` It'll be fine, I promise. They told us about all those websites with information that might help you adjust. And I've spoken to my boss, I can take a whole month off to help you get used to everything. You'll be running around the house in no time. Plus... Being blind's better than being dead, right?'' His voice had done a weird little thing when he said the word *dead*. I could n't blame him, the diagnosis had scared the living daylight out of us. Of course, daylight was another thing I'd have to give up. 
 
 `` I know. I know that. But the only thing I just ca n't give up is seeing how you look at me when you tell me you love me.'' He started to say something, but I interrupted. `` No, not when you're being an idiot like just now. When you really mean it, there's this... I do n't know, there's just something in your eyes. And it makes my heart flutter and my knees weak, and I do n't want to lose that.'' 
 
 We were quiet for a bit, each listening to the other's breathing. 
 
 Suddenly, he gave my hands a tight squeeze. `` Anna?'' 
 
 I looked up. I blinked the tears away to the best of my ability and tried to look past the shooting pain and the veil that still made everything a little blurry. 
 
 `` I love you.'' He said. 
 
 And he meant it. And it was perfect. 
 

