To be granted sight with no aid is one gift. However no one can prepare you for the other gifts that come of having corrective laser eye surgery. Noticing the shine of polish on cars, the lines of buildings in the distance, the reflections in polished surfaces. The surprises are two-fold. Remembering what something looked like when you had glaasses and then seeing something for the first time that your glasses never picked up. Before you get used to it, it is as though you are some how connected to an alternative dimension and you are able to see lights that flash in the corner of your eye before you realise it was merely a taxi light reflected in the marble pillar to your left. All in all the experience is up there with those that we conciously unaware of i.e death and birth, this is the rebirth.