Introduction To The Mechanism of Galactosemic Cataract Formation
A cataract is an opacity that develops in the crystalline lens of the eye. The word cataract literally means, "curtain of water" or "waterfall," because cataract stems from the absorption of water by the lens, causing lens fibers to swell and become opaque. The mechanism by which galactosemia causes cataract is not well understood, but the topic has been approached by researchers for decades, notably by the ophthalmologists, Jonas S. Friedenwald and Jin H. Kinoshita. Through this collective effort, a general mechanism for galactosemia’s causation of presenile cataract has come into form.
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