The other eye

My right eye was injured when I was about 5 years old. My older sister and I were sword fighting with straws from the Sunkist tetra pak that we were drinking while watching TV. Thankfully, it did not land on my iris or my pupil but the sclera which is the white portion of the eye. That evening, my mother brought me to the opthalmologist. He applied a few drops of medicine on my injury and covered it with gauze and bandage. I am not sure how long I had it on but when I returned for a check up, I couldn't stop squinting. Somehow, the exposure to light was hurting my eye. He decided to cover it for a longer period of time. Although it eventually healed, my right eye never regained its full strength.