I hadn't had my eyes checked in ten years, so it was time. I went to the optometrist's office yesterday morning, and everyone who worked there was so nice. The first lady performed the preliminary tests on me, and I did well, with the exception of being unable to suppress my startled "Oh!" with each puff of air that was shot into my eyes.
Next I was taken into an examination room, where another lady handed me a big plastic spoon to cover my left eye with. Then she told me to look straight ahead and tell her what the letters were when I saw them. I said okay and waited. There was an awkward silence, so I started wondering if I was looking in the wrong place. As I glanced around at other walls in the room, she finally asked, "You don't see that?" I got really worried really quickly, and then she turned around to look for herself at the wall and started laughing. "Oh, it's not even on!"
I was greatly relieved when a giant E then appeared on the wall, and I could clearly read it. The lady and I both laughed. And breathed a little easier.
After it was all said and done, I was told that I have great vision, just some trouble focusing. This is probably pretty telling of me on a few levels. The doctor gave me a prescription for some reading glasses and told me it would be a lot cheaper just to get some at the pharmacy. So I did. Then I went to the fabric store to buy some, well, fabric, and my total came to $20.20. I laughed a little to myself at this ironic number but decided not to share this humorous moment with the lady behind the register, because she probably wouldn't think it was as funny as I did.
After I picked up my youngest daughter at Mother's Day Out, I asked her if she wanted to see what I got. She said yes. So I put on my new glasses and turned around to get her response. She tilted her head a little to the side and made a weird face, which didn't encourage me. Then we went to pick up my other two children, and I asked them if they wanted to see what I got. They said yes. So I put on the glasses and turned around for their response. Caleb raised his eyebrows and said, "Huh?," while Callie tilted her head a little to the side and made a weird face. I'd seen this response before. Oh well. So my children aren't fans on my glasses yet.
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I've been going to the eye dr. for years now (every year), and I still jump at the puff of air every time!
I'm sure you're glasses are lovely. I remember you getting "fashion" glasses because you just wanted to wear them. Well, now you can! :) Do you wear them when you're on the computer?
Ah, yes, the fashion glasses from tenth grade. I still have them! Kevin laughs hard at them.
These new ones are for reading and computing, so I'll be getting lots of use out of them.
Before I read Christy's comment, I was totally about to comment on the fashion glasses! I remember being mildly jealous of them. That was about the same time I was jealous of your friend Stephanie's braces and asking you and Christy to help me tight roll my jeans every morning. :)
I always wanted braces, too.
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