Blink, blink. Ug…
I got a new pair of glasses today. Or rather, the pair of glasses I ordered and paid for last week came in today. The prescription strength of my lenses was upped. Going into the eye exam, I was expecting this to happen.
I haven’t gotten a new pair of glasses in a couple of years. This is actually one of the first times in recent memory that I wasn’t rushing to get a new pair of glasses. In the past, my rationale for getting new glasses was that the previous pair had been mangled.
I’ve had glasses destroyed by general gravity, the impact of an unexpected thunderstorm, and by a music festival. I don’t wish to rehash these embarrassing stories here, but some brief contextual points should get the point across.
- If you’re feeling very ill while riding in grandpa’s car, your mother will repeatedly warn you that you can’t get sick inside the car. If such verbal chastisements don’t calm your digestive system, and you feel compelled to stick your head out the window to dually comply with the demands of your mother and stomach, make sure you have some way to keep your frames attached to your head.
- If your glasses have been falling apart lately, and you’ve been mending them yourself with Elmer’s Glue rather than taking them to be professionally fixed, don’t get caught in a massive downpour. Elmer’s glue is water soluble and you are bound to lose parts.
- If your school is hosting a marching band festival and your band is the first to play, don’t lose your glasses half-way through the performance. Or if you do, try to retrieve your frames before the festival continues and 36 other bands trample back and forth across your lenses.
So, this is one of the times I wasn’t awaiting new glasses while wearing sunglasses so my squinting wouldn’t be as obvious.
Right now, I’m concentrating on not having my eyes roll back into my head thanks to the added strain. The pain isn’t as sharp as it first. I’m fairly okay if I concentrate on things close by. My trouble comes when I start looking at things farther away. That’s when my head starts to feel googly and my concentration starts to swim and ugg….
I’ll adjust fast. I’ll probably go to bed earlier tonight, too. We all cope with pain in our own ways.
Here's blinkin' at you, kids.
