My mother used to say laughingly, when some new symptom of growing older showed up... "I'm falling apart in my old age." I am beginning to know what she meant.
My eyes have been bothering me a bit in the last year or so. It could be the hours of knitting but it most likely has to do with the fact that the big FOUR-ZERO is looming in a couple years. In just a few short weeks I'll be 38. I have noticed for a while now that my distant vision, when driving, is not as good as it once was. But that's no big deal, I can still see pretty well, I just have to wait until I'm a bit closer to read road signs but still within a safe distance. However, in the last six months or so I'm noticing that when I'm doing something like reading or knitting, up close, when I glance up at the kids or the TV its taking my eyes a long while to adjust. One day this week I looked up from some mail I was reading, as Andrew was calling me... and he had 3 heads for the couple of moments it took my eyes to adjust. Crazy!
So I made the call. Yesterday I had my eyes examined. Sure enough, I need glasses. And not just reading glasses, or driving glasses. Bifocals. BIFOCALS?!?! Yep. Apparently I have those up close issues and those distant issues. So I found myself in the optical department of Sears last night picking out glasses. And this is not an easy task. Glasses that must be worn all of the time have to be flattering, at the very least, and comfortable more importantly. This is hard!
So I picked them out.... my new eyes so to speak, better eyes even. They will be here in a few days. I wonder how I'll feel... how well they will work. How I'll adjust to lenses with different focus points for my same old eyes. We shall see.