About a year ago, my eyesight went. And I mean bad. I went from having spectacular eyesight to
struggling to see most things printed in a normal font. Throw in some low light or fatigue, and I'm
really screwed.
This has been incredibly
hard for me. While the good Lord didn't
bless me with many positive physical attributes, the one thing I always had was
the ability to see, and see incredibly well, without any correction.
Those days are now gone.
The change has been so swift and dramatic
that I went into one of our stores' optical areas and got a check. While the end result (I'm old and my vision
sucks) was not what I wanted to hear, I had some of the best optical careavailable. And I'm not just saying that
- our stores are known for the quality of their health care, and the folks that
attended to me were simply outstanding.
So I walked out of there with an Rx for correction, five pair cheaters
(which have been stashed strategically throughout the house and at work), and
the satisfaction that given my age, I should have been in there looking for
correction years earlier.
As if a guy
can be satisfied with the fact that I'm getting old, just not as fast as I should.
Damn it.
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