If you remember, way back a couple of years ago I went to have my eyes checked and was told I needed bifocals. I’m sure I wrote a blog post about getting those glasses. I was pretty excited about the idea that I’d be able to see things up close AND far away. And then I got those glasses and hated them. Hate may seem like a strong word, but I really did despise those glasses. I couldn’t seem to find the right spot to look through for different distances. I got the fancy lenses that get a tint when it’s sunny but I hated how long it took for them to change back to clear when I went indoors afterward. In short, I didn’t really like much about them. I actually ended up returning them.
Fast forward a couple of years and the desire to be able to see Katie when she was cheering became great enough to send me back to the eye doctor again for a check up and a second chance at bifocals. Once again I found myself overwhelmed when it was time to pick frames and make decisions. In fact, as soon as I got home I called the office and cancelled the order because I couldn’t even remember what frames I’d chosen. Imagine my surprise when I got a text message letting me know the glasses were ready to pick up! I was a little concerned when I headed over to pick them up. But I actually liked my choice all right and I was pretty excited when I put them on and I could actually see details at a distance as well as close up.
Shortly after I got my glasses I got a text message from Katie that showed her glasses split into two pieces. It seems they spontaneously broke and fell off her face at school. I am sure I missed some part of that story, but who am I to judge? The glasses were old and Katie was due for an eye exam, so before long we were back at the eye doctor and ordering her new glasses and contact lenses.
Katie had way more fun choosing new frames than I did. She was also way more decisive. She picked a really cute pair of black plastic frames. She thought they made her look very smart. I don’t know about smart, but they sure do look cute on her. And she is pretty excited about being able to see again.
When we picked up her new glasses I told the girl who fitted my glasses I was having a little issue with the nose pieces on mine giving me headaches. She took my glasses and went around the corner and came back a few minutes later having changed out the little pads that rest on my nose. What a difference! They are so much more comfortable now.
Katie and I walked out of the optometrist’s office together, wearing our new glasses, both excited about our new, clearer view of the world. I can’t believe the difference when it comes to watching Katie’s cheer competitions. Who knew those kids actually had facial features?! Driving is a whole lot better, too, particularly at night. I’m enjoying being an old lady with bifocals. What’s next? Hearing aids?