Dude, the eye doctor is the worst!
The dentist, I love the dentist, I actually go to the dentist as if it is the spa, I can sit there eyes closed, relaxing as my teeth are cleaned. No need to give answers, they look at the x-ray and fix the problems. The eye doctor is the most horrible of all selective procedures I endure.
It is the examination of a life time.
You feel at every question that there is some right or wrong answer, but who really knows the answer?
And the people who work there must really get a kick out of their job, they make you do silly things like cover each eye and then sit there squinting with all your might to read the smallest type you can, missing like five letters in the process but trying to give the best guess you can because you don’t want to fail this exam after all. Then they have you remove your contacts and walk you around their building when you can see next to nothing, just to take you into a room where they blow in your eyes and tell you click the clicker when you see squiggling lines. I have two rambunctious kids I get hit in the head 20 times a day I nearly always see squiggly lines in my vision.
I have a mini panic attack each time I am asked “is one better or is two better?” Then you feel like a crazy person asking to see each again, and again and again because quite honestly you can’t really tell the difference. Then comes the eye drops. “We just want to dilate your eyes. “ They say. “Just a little sting.” She warns. “Just let that numb your eyeballs, so the real medicine won’t hurt!” She assures! All the time you sit there whimpering and wiping yellow liquid from your eyes.
After all is said and done, your eyes looks like some creepy carnivorous animal ready to attack and are as sensitive as all get out, they send you out to look for glasses frames that look good on you. How can you possibly make such a selection after your mind has been badgered and your complexion is splotchy and your eyes are oozing yellow dye?
But I do have to say, it is not very often that I remove my glasses or contacts in an unfamiliar place, when I did I realized how poor my eyesight was, and what a miracle it is that there is such advanced technology that can correct my vision so I can see the world clearly. That is a blessing.
I decided to go back at a later day to pick the frames, I was in no state of mind to make such a decision, but hopefully I can decide on something soon, Andie seems to have walked off with one pair and bent my other so severely that they were unable to repair them. Oh she is just adorable.