Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Stupid glasses!

Yea, yea, happy new year, blah, blah, blah.  I was asleep by 11:45 pm because Grandma here couldn't make it till midnight.  I'm pathetic. 

I have been wearing these stupid glasses of mine since the beginning of December and my eye surgery cannot come any quicker because I am totally sick of them.  I'm past the fear and trepidation part of it and just want to get on with it so I can get on with my life.  I have worn contacts since I was 8 years old and to have to wear glasses 24/7 is a hassle.  I think more for me because when I take them off I cannot see a single thing.  If I could take them off and still manage to do something - like pluck my eyebrows without almost putting my eye out with the tweezers for instance - it would be different.  I'm pretty sure I have successfully grown a full unibrow at this point.  It is so bad that I have also nearly put my eye out with the ear piece on my glasses when putting them on because I couldn't see it coming at me.  It's a good thing I didn't want a Red Ryder BB Gun for Christmas because I really would shoot my eye out!

More and more typical every day things are becoming a nuisance also.  Things like taking a shower.  Obviously I cannot wear the glasses in the shower like I could my contacts.  I can manage to make out that the shampoo bottle is black and the conditioner bottle is white so that's a plus but I can't see how much I am putting in my hand.  I've wasted a lot.  Also I cannot find the soap if I drop it.  It's a good thing I'm not in prison. 

Getting food out of the oven or draining pasta steams up my glasses and puts me in an instant freeze mode for about ten seconds while my loving family laughs at me.  Jerks.  This happened the other day while walking from the cold outside into the warm inside.  Weird how you don't think about these things.

I tried putting my contacts in the other day just to see if they felt weird after not wearing them for so long.  I couldn't see anything.  They were so blurry and after about ten minutes I gave up and took them out.  I guess my eyes have changed enough that the measurements that will be taken of my eyes for my surgery should be pretty accurate by now.  Hopefully anyway.

I really just want to get it over with.  I don't really even care about the results anymore.  I saw the retinal specialist and he said he didn't find any kind of old retinal tear.  That's good, but he also said he didn't think the cataract surgery would help much.  So what's the point?  I get my measurements on the 10th so I am going in with a ton of questions and I am going to try to get the surgeon to pinpoint just how much I can expect from this surgery.  My expectations are quite low and I plan on informing him that so he doesn't need to be vague.  I do not expect miracles and I've made my peace with it.  I will have special eyes going into the surgery and I fully expect to have special eyes coming out of it.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hi Jenni--I am avidly following your "special eyes" adventure since in the future--distant, I hope--I will have my own cataract surgery. The thought of wearing my thick lenses (and I spend a fortune on special thinner glass, and nice frames that wrap around a bit) prior to the surgery freaks me out, too. I remember your initial post on the subject and your co-workers' comments regarding your vision, and I couldn't help but think, "what kind of dofusses does she work with?" I never had nasty comments made to me some 45 years ago when I wore thick lenses, but perhaps it was a more gentler, kinder, era. Got hard contacts when I was 17, and I own two sets --so I won't go without if I lose one! I was also told by my doctor that my nearsightedness is just about as bad as he's ever seen! Ouch! Hang in there, as you've been doing all these years. For what it's worth, your blog makes me laugh and I usually learn something--can't beat that combination! All the best to you.