Daltonism

Colour fills our wourld with beauty. Take a walk down the beach during sunset. You can see vivid colours of orange and red, blended together producing one of the finest shade. Look at the sky during a clear day. Shades of blue fill the vast majestic space. That is just the icing of the cake.

But what if you were diagnosed as colour blind!

You wouldn't be able to admire or appreciate certain colours. When it comes to cooking, red deficient individuals cannot tell whether their piece of meat is raw or well done. What about when driving? Can they distinguish traffic lights? Can they make the difference between green and ripe tomatoes? Can they appreciate a rainbow? Any job requiring to pass colour vision test...well, they just have to aspire to some other job.

Imagine being a medical lab technologist. Now how are you going to be able to accurately confirm that this chemical is of a certain pH? Just think about it.

Why am I rattling away about colour blindness? The reason is simple. I'm a carrier of colour blindness. I don't want my son not being able to appreciate the beautiful shades of colour. Imagine him blamming me for passing him this defected gene! It's just better getting a dog than babies!

My grandma is a carrier of colour blindness, just like me. She produced two offsprings which is my dad and his brother. Both of them are COLOUR BLIND. So what are the chances of me producing a male offspring that is free from colour blindness? 50% chance. Getting a dog is still a much better move.