Thursday, November 20, 2008
Boring personal stuff ahead warning!
Today I went to the eye doctor for the first time since 2005. Truth be known, the only reason I went is because I finally ran out of my last contacts, my prescription had expired and honestly wearing glasses just drives me BATTY. I hate the way that glasses feel on my face and they just BUG me! Well, that and when I lost my job I lost my vision insurance coverage so everything is out of pocket now and that's another reason I've kept putting it off.
Anyway, I have progressive lenses on my glasses - which means basically a tri-focal lens without the lines (yep, that's what happens when you get older) and those sure ain't cheap, so that's another reason I've put it off because I need glasses too. And because I have an astigmatism, I also have to wear what they call toric lenses for contacts - also not cheap, yet another reason. And of course I'm a woman, and don't we always tend to care for everybody else before ourselves? Yep, that's another reason. So anyway I finally made an appointment and it was this morning.
What I have been doing with my contacts the past couple years is what they call monovision. One eye is fixed for reading, the other is fixed for distance. Otherwise, I'd have to wear reading glasses over my contacts for close vision - even for something as simple as looking at my watch (yep, another one of those age things). Now when I ran out of contacts, switching over to those progressive lenses was a major adjustment, things look funny and your equilibrium is off a bit for a few days so the switch takes a bit of gettin' used to, as does switching back, so right now my eyes are all buggy while these two old eyes of mine try to adjust to the differences between close up and far away between the two eyes. Otherwise the eyes looked good the doc says but apparently I have a "touch" of a cataract in my right eye (yet another one of those age things), which my eye doctor said on a scale of 1 to 10 is a 1 and is a normal progression of aging. I told him I would prefer it be a -1, but it is what it is, so guess we'll have to start watching that now too. Well, my vision may not be great, but at least I can see ... there are some who can't, so as bad as my eyes are I'm grateful for my vision. Still, it sure can be hell gettin' old...
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I agree with you on the gettin' old thing. Why is it you still think like a young person and still enjoy doin' things the same as when we were 30 but the ol' body doesn't co-operate. It seems like I need a complete overhaul some days. But it could be worse. I can still get out of bed each day and am still able to take care of CD and myself but sometimes I sure do creak alot.ReplyDelete
Don't I know it! Since this weather cooled down I'm really creakin'! These new contacts are giving me a fit too - I may have to go back for some adjustment with them, ugh...ReplyDelete