US singer and Jimmy Fallon star goes BLIND in one eye amid mysterious health battle
The singer-songwriter, who fronted the Baraboo alt-folk band PHOX before going solo, took to Instagram last week to detail her terrifying ordeal to her more than 69, 700 Instagram followers.
'What I thought was just an intense and painful ocular migraine slowly turned into my left eye going blind, I was advised to not fly home,' she wrote on Instagram as she explained why she would not be opening for the band, Lake Street Dive.
She continued: 'So alas, I can't open for the best people/ friends/musicians tonight for a sold-out benefit at Troubadour which blows a**.'
Martin went on to state that she had been suffering from both a 'colorblind and a black hazy cellophane type feel' in her left eye for 15 days.
'ANYWAY it's been very disorienting and scary,' she admitted. 'Most of my little health woes are from me being clumsy as hell and snapping something: an ankle in softball, an ankle from dumb shoes, an ankle from giving a piggyback ride to a much larger person as a display of strength.'
Martin said that this has 'been one of the scariest times' of her life, but praised her best friends for taking care of her and her 'angel ophthalmologist, Dr. Shaman Dolly.'
'God forbid you ever need to find him, London, I must let you know his name,' she said of her doctor.
'London show; you were all so sweet and caring to me when and I lost it and wept on stage smdh, @jameelajamil came to the stage and literally turned herself into a weighted blanket and held me and told me it's gonna be ok. No thanks to lexapro btw,' she gushed.
At the time of her post, Martin noted she was on her way to get an MRI and had already undergone multiple CT scans, bloodwork and seven trips to the hospital.
Despite her scary situation, she insisted felt 'incredibly lucky.'
'My heart is heavy waiting on a prognosis, but my a** is heavier, and my resilience is alarming actually, and the lore disrespectfully deepens, and I'm getting the sense more people want to smash when I'm wearing my eyepatch- or, I'm pulling it off,' she concluded.
In addition to providing her health update, she included a slideshow of images of herself and friends while wearing a black eye patch.
Martin, who is close friends with actress Jameela Jamil, is best known for her music career and performing, alongside Mumford & Sons, on The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon in 2022.
'What I thought was just an intense and painful ocular migraine slowly turned into my left eye going blind, I was advised to not fly home,' she wrote on Instagram
Her comments section was flooded with supportive messages wishing her a speedy recovery.
'Sending you healing vibes, so sorry you're going through this but so so grateful you're not going through it alone,' one fan wrote.
Another wrote: 'So glad you are getting the care and love and snacks that you need. Wishing for a swift and easy recovery.'
'You make the most gorgeous pirate l ever ( side note) but seriously glad you have been able to get such good care in the UK! Big love ❤️❤️❤️,' a third joked.
Her comment section was flooded with supportive comments wishing her a speedy recovery
Jamil wrote: 'What a glamorous day in A and E [Accident and Emergency]. Snacks were 10/10 tho.'
While Martin was born in Chicago, she grew up in rural Wisconsin.
PHOX was formed just outside Madison, Wisconsin
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