Okay, who slipped me the magic crack?
Dec. 11th, 2004 06:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thebratqueenHours later and my eyes are still way dilated. Just visited s6 Buffy dilated. Could give birth to ten pound baby eyes dilated. It's freaky. Also it makes it kind of hard to read and write, which I wish I'd thought of before deciding I'd spend tonight working on Protocol and/or Xmas cards.
Supposedly they'll be going back to normal soon. I'll believe that when I s... well you know.
The eye doctor was nice, though. This was the first time I've had a female eye doctor and she had an infinitely better bedside manner than any of the eye doctors I've gone to previously. For example, she didn't make me feel inadequate based on my answers to the "better 1, better 2?" question, and she was able to do the glaucoma test pretty well.
End result is that my eyes are healthy, but I need a new prescription. She seemed surprised that my right eye would be so much worse in the course of one year, but my suspicion is that the last eye doctor I went to was an idiot who probably didn't give me the right prescription in the first place. I saw fine enough as far as I could tell, but even at the time it struck me as weird that my left eye, which is my stronger one, got weak while the right one stayed the same.
Either way we're going to test out a new level on my contacts once the trial pair comes in this week, and based on that we'll see how I do.
I also picked out cute new glasses (to match my cute new haircut, of course). That was fun, and by "fun" I mean "like going to a used car lot" because the woman who dealt with that was obviously there only to make sales, and was taken aback when I'd already gone through the selection while waiting for my appointment to start, picked out a frame, and now wanted the cheapest kinds of lenses to go in it. No, I don't want to look at other frames which I know are more expensive. No, I don't want to spend more on the lenses than I did on the frame. No, I don't want to spend an extra $150 forrust proofing extended service warrenty clear-coating that will make the glasses be less reflective.
Don't get me wrong, I'm sure I'd be into at least some of that if I wore my glasses all the time, but I cannot possibly be wearing them more than a half hour a day, maybe an hour tops if we're being generous. All the time? Sure I'll pay extra for the lighter and thinner lenses. Half hour and me only buying these as a back-up pair at that? Pfft. Not worth it.
Luckily the woman soon realized that she wasn't talking me into spending a little more so much as she was talking me into spending nothing at all (I think it was me saying "If they cost that much, I don't actually need new glasses so I won't be buying any today." which did it) so it didn't take long for her to back off and accept the order as I gave it. So the glasses ended up costing about as much as I anticipated they would, and the exam didn't cost as much as I thought it might, so happiness now reigns across the land.
All that's left is dealing with the contact lens tryout, which might be fun given the joy of trying to schedule a followup appointment around the Xmas holidays, but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
Now to stare at the walls and blink a lot. Stupid magic crack.
Supposedly they'll be going back to normal soon. I'll believe that when I s... well you know.
The eye doctor was nice, though. This was the first time I've had a female eye doctor and she had an infinitely better bedside manner than any of the eye doctors I've gone to previously. For example, she didn't make me feel inadequate based on my answers to the "better 1, better 2?" question, and she was able to do the glaucoma test pretty well.
End result is that my eyes are healthy, but I need a new prescription. She seemed surprised that my right eye would be so much worse in the course of one year, but my suspicion is that the last eye doctor I went to was an idiot who probably didn't give me the right prescription in the first place. I saw fine enough as far as I could tell, but even at the time it struck me as weird that my left eye, which is my stronger one, got weak while the right one stayed the same.
Either way we're going to test out a new level on my contacts once the trial pair comes in this week, and based on that we'll see how I do.
I also picked out cute new glasses (to match my cute new haircut, of course). That was fun, and by "fun" I mean "like going to a used car lot" because the woman who dealt with that was obviously there only to make sales, and was taken aback when I'd already gone through the selection while waiting for my appointment to start, picked out a frame, and now wanted the cheapest kinds of lenses to go in it. No, I don't want to look at other frames which I know are more expensive. No, I don't want to spend more on the lenses than I did on the frame. No, I don't want to spend an extra $150 for
Don't get me wrong, I'm sure I'd be into at least some of that if I wore my glasses all the time, but I cannot possibly be wearing them more than a half hour a day, maybe an hour tops if we're being generous. All the time? Sure I'll pay extra for the lighter and thinner lenses. Half hour and me only buying these as a back-up pair at that? Pfft. Not worth it.
Luckily the woman soon realized that she wasn't talking me into spending a little more so much as she was talking me into spending nothing at all (I think it was me saying "If they cost that much, I don't actually need new glasses so I won't be buying any today." which did it) so it didn't take long for her to back off and accept the order as I gave it. So the glasses ended up costing about as much as I anticipated they would, and the exam didn't cost as much as I thought it might, so happiness now reigns across the land.
All that's left is dealing with the contact lens tryout, which might be fun given the joy of trying to schedule a followup appointment around the Xmas holidays, but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
Now to stare at the walls and blink a lot. Stupid magic crack.
