I’ve been fortunate in life to have been blessed with good eyesight. As I have grown older, my sight has remained good, but I have noticed changes. When I am reading on the couch, then try to see the time across the room, I certainly notice it takes longer to focus on the clock. Every once in a while, my right eye feels a little fuzzier than my left. I’d never gone to see anyone about this, since I wasn’t worried about it at all.

A few weeks ago Sox mentioned Amy was going to get her vision checked and asked if I wanted to get mine done as well. The last time I had my eyes checked, I think I was around 12 or 13. It certainly was time.

The technology for this has changed quite a lot too. There were new machines to peer into, dots to follow, cameras taking pictures. Interesting. Then the optometrist saw me and we got to look at the letters on the wall and switch out varying lens things to see which is better or worse. She determined that my right eye had an insignificant prescription to it.

Then we had to do the pressure test. Uggh. I hate things touching my eyes. I can’t even watch other people doing it. The though of putting in and taking out contacts in my eyes makes my eyes water. She put some anesthetic drops in, had me sit for a sec, then used some instrument on my eyes. That was it. Completely unlike the last time I went.

The final thing she wanted to do was to put some drops in to dilate my pupil so she could see a different part of the inside of my eyes. I agreed, so in the drops went, then off to the waiting area. After the final check I was free to go. She mentioned my eyesight would be off for a while. Driving home was fine.

Once I was home I was planning on working. That didn’t happen. My eyesight was so bad that I couldn’t focus on anything withing a few feet of me. I had to wait a couple hours until I could see properly again.

I’m glad that I got my eyes checked, and I plan to go on a regular basis now.