I have spent a blurry month getting used to my new eyeglasses. I had to break down and get a pair because my vision changed (yet again).
For a couple of years, the encroachment of time has forced me to wear reading glasses. I just couldn't stand far enough across the aisle in the grocery store to read the damn fine print telling me the ingredient lists on packaged food anymore. :mad: This was easily cured by a couple of pairs of drug store glasses, one to live in the car and the other to live in the house.
Then, this summer, I found that my distance vision was slipping. There were stars missing from my favourite constellations. Since a cosmic event of that magnitude surely would have been widely reported, I knew I had a problem.
So I made an appointment with an optometrist (two month waiting list there, drat), got a new prescription and went hunting for eyeglasses. I wanted a pair I could wear all the time, so as not to suffer from the dreaded "Where the hell did I put them down this time" syndrome. I settled on something called 'progressive' lenses. They offer the benefit of having no line across the lens but I was advised that it might take a couple of weeks to 'train' myself to use them. It has taken longer than that.
I had never realized that I do not tend to look at things levelly. (I know I am asking for a wisecrack on that observation. ) I keep my chin up. Now part of this is probably due to a lifetime of being (not to put too fine a point on it) short in a world full of tall people. I am 5'4" tall. My husband is 6' tall. Most of my family is tall. Virtually all of my friends are taller than me. And this all means that when I use my 'normal' posture, I am looking through the 'reading' section of the glasses.
I can think of all manner of other ways to (pardon the bad pun) look at this problem. Do I 'look down my nose' at everyone? Or did I take to heart those childhood admonishments to 'keep your chin up' when facing a world of adversity?
At any rate, undoing a lifetime habit is proving difficult. One of these days I will get there, I hope.
For a couple of years, the encroachment of time has forced me to wear reading glasses. I just couldn't stand far enough across the aisle in the grocery store to read the damn fine print telling me the ingredient lists on packaged food anymore. :mad: This was easily cured by a couple of pairs of drug store glasses, one to live in the car and the other to live in the house.
Then, this summer, I found that my distance vision was slipping. There were stars missing from my favourite constellations. Since a cosmic event of that magnitude surely would have been widely reported, I knew I had a problem.
So I made an appointment with an optometrist (two month waiting list there, drat), got a new prescription and went hunting for eyeglasses. I wanted a pair I could wear all the time, so as not to suffer from the dreaded "Where the hell did I put them down this time" syndrome. I settled on something called 'progressive' lenses. They offer the benefit of having no line across the lens but I was advised that it might take a couple of weeks to 'train' myself to use them. It has taken longer than that.
I had never realized that I do not tend to look at things levelly. (I know I am asking for a wisecrack on that observation. ) I keep my chin up. Now part of this is probably due to a lifetime of being (not to put too fine a point on it) short in a world full of tall people. I am 5'4" tall. My husband is 6' tall. Most of my family is tall. Virtually all of my friends are taller than me. And this all means that when I use my 'normal' posture, I am looking through the 'reading' section of the glasses.
I can think of all manner of other ways to (pardon the bad pun) look at this problem. Do I 'look down my nose' at everyone? Or did I take to heart those childhood admonishments to 'keep your chin up' when facing a world of adversity?
At any rate, undoing a lifetime habit is proving difficult. One of these days I will get there, I hope.
"Last seen wandering vaguely, quite of her own accord"