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Wayback Wednesday: End of an Era

My school photo from 1983 - 7th grade.

My school photo from 1983 – 7th grade.

I first got glasses when I was 12 years old, in the seventh grade. I hated them from the get-go, which I know is hard to imagine, given their ginormous 80s awesomeness. I didn’t really wear them as much as I should and seem to have avoided wearing them for photographs. The picture at right, in fact, is the only school photo of mine where I have  them on.

At some point within the firs year or so of having glasses, I somehow got my parents to agree to let me get contact lenses – on the seemingly impossible condition that I pay for them myself. (Soft lenses were fairly new in the mid-1980s and were very expensive.) I babysat a lot. And delivered a lot of papers. And shelved countless books at the library. And had my first pair of contacts at 15.

From that point on, I never wore glasses regularly again until about a year and a half ago, when I realized that what I had taken for an allergy-induced bout of itchy eyes had been going on for six months – far outlasting allergy season. Over the course of six months I tried wearing my contacts less and less,  switching the solutions I was using, changing out my lenses more frequently… all to no avail. After 25 years of wearing contacts, my eyes were just done.

I went back to wearing glasses full time last spring, and have hated it as much as an adult as I did as a 12-year-old. From a vanity perspective, I don’t like how I look in glasses, but much more importantly, I don’t like the way I see. After so many years in contacts, with full peripheral vision, being allotted two tiny rectangles of clear sight just doesn’t work for me.

And so, tomorrow I go under the knife – well, laser – for LASIK surgery to permanently fix my eyes.  I am kinda nervous about the procedure itself, but am so excited by the idea that I’ll wake up Friday morning and be able to see the clock from my bed. The era where I can’t see squat without help will finally be over. I won’t miss it.

I’ve Got Nothing

It’s eight minutes to midnight as I begin to type this – closer, I think, than I have ever been to not achieving this absolutely asinine goal of posting something every day on this blog – and I’ve still got nothing. The prompts I’ve relied on in the past aren’t speaking to me. I don’t have any new pictures to share, and nothing interesting to photograph in my apartment. My creative tank is, it seems, on empty. (It might be hungry. I did, in fact, forget to eat dinner.)

So, since I haven’t got anything to say, why don’t you go over to my friend/colleague Julia’s blog and read the lovely rumination she wrote recently about aging. It’s worth your time. I promise.

With wishes for a more inspiring tomorrow, goodnight.

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