Tuesday, August 5, 2008
oh, Happy Day!
When I was three years old, I got eyeglasses--it's probably my earliest memory. They were blue and tiny and I had to be careful with them. I wasn't.
I hated being tethered to the glasses but it was far worse to be without them and unable to see anything. Despite loving to swim, when I took off the glasses and dove in, I was alone and confused by the crowd in the pool. When I went to sleepover parties or camping, the glasses were forever getting stepped on while I slept. When I turned into a teenager and worried about clothes and boys and hairstyles, I longed to have a boy look into my eyes and tell me how beautiful they were. It never happened, my glasses were too thick and without them I had a very unappealing squint.
One of my many eye deficiencies is a serious astigmatism. During my teenage years when I longed for contact lenses to solve my social insecurities, the science was not developed enough to make contact lenses for people with my degree of astigmatism. Finally, when I was 22 years old, I was able to get my first pair of hard contacts. I loved them--suddenly I wasn't the girl in glasses any more.
I wore my contacts faithfully for 26 years, then this past June I lost one. They were expensive gas permeable lenses and I thought--hey I'm 48, I don't care about being cute any more and maybe it's time to go back to glasses. So, I did. What I had forgotten about glasses is how they fog up when you are hiking up a mountain in the rain. I had forgotten that they get in the way of kissing. I had forgotten how they get smudged and how I had a constant dull headache when wearing them.
So yesterday, I went back to my eye doctor. It was the first exam in three years and while my astigmatism has continued to get worse--technology had caught up to me and he was able to fit me into the most comfortable contact lenses ever and here's the kicker--I can sleep in them! For the first time in my life, I woke up this morning and could see.
Oh, Happy Day!!!