Friday, August 28, 2009

contacts

Last week I took a little trip to the optometrist so I could stare aimlessly at a bunch of super-sized letters on a wall and not be able read ANY of them; then leave feeling old and depressed.

I did leave minus the totally rad paper sunglasses for the old school eye dilating thanks to the wonders of technology.

Snaps for modern medicine.

So, my eyesight has been gradually dwindling over the last few years. It's rather disappointing because up until the end of high school I had stellar vision. I'm talking superhero sight. It was wonderful and useful for spotting road signs, the faces of random people waving at you and Sonics. Then my powers started dwindling and a few years ago I faced the music and settled for some glasses that I wore as needed for seeing far away. And now those as needs have become more permanent.

Think blonde Tina Fey, only taller and not as funny.

So since I'm not digging the glasses thing I decide I'm going to join the contact club. Now there is only a minor setback here and it's that I don't touch my eyeballs. EVER. I can't even stand to watch my husband touch his own eyeballs putting in his contacts. If you're thinking this is hopeless, then you would not be alone.

I was also a bit naive going into this appointment thinking they would just hand me a pair of contacts and I could practice with them in the comfort of my own home. Nope. There's a code and you have to apparently master getting contacts in and out 101 before they set you free all while the world in the lobby pretends to be reading "Good Housekeeping" but instead watches you. No pressure.

After about 30 minutes I'm thinking the Fey look isn't so bad. This was also about the time two teenagers have joined the flock of contact advice strangers yelling out "you can do it", "it's just like riding a bike" and a very vocal receptionist repeatedly yelling out "just grab those lashes like so and shove it in".

Oh I'm sure it was a sight... if I could have seen it.

Then with only the grace of God I got one in and out.

And we applauded & cheered.

I parted ways with my hodge-podge of cheerleaders and thanked them for the moment we just shared.

And now a week later I have yet to get these darn contacts back in my eyes.

I'm a lost contacts cause.

I will master this.

8 comments:

Heather said...

I was the same way. Finally mastered it but I couldn't wear contacts during my allergy season b/c it was horrible for me. And then after having babies and quit working ... glasses were just cheaper.

But I will tell you after you have a few babies your eye sight does improve :) mine has gotten better with each pregnancy. Makes me want to go for another to see if I can achieve 20/20 :)

Melissa said...

Haha! This reminded me of when I first got my contacts. I cried for days because I just couldn't d it. I had to have one of my friends coach me on it. It really is hard at first. But, I promise, once you get the hang of it, it's so easy and will become second nature. But, I totally understand your frustration!

Kodi said...

Just get LASIK. I wore contacts from about 8th grade until I was a sophomore in college, they suck. Seriously, LASIK is worth every penny.

d.a.r. said...

I just got contacts three years ago and I felt like an idiot because it took me like 10 minutes every morning to get them in! It really does get easier, but I totally understand your frustration. I wanted to cry several mornings!

Heather said...

So funny. I am the same way about eyes. I can't stand to see anyone touch their eye and get grossed out when people change their contacts. Luckily my vision is still good!! I don't know what I'd do if I were in your position!

Sarah Dawn said...

Delighted to meet you! I have no idea if I could ever stick something in my eye, but it might be soon. My eye doctor appt is calling me.

Blessings to you from Costa Rica,
Sarah Dawn

Natalie said...

I'm definitely rockin the glasses because contacts scare me!! I don't need them just yet and I hope I never get there.

Teresa said...

Dont feel bad... when i entered the Contact Club back in 9th grade lol.. i was at the office for 3hours! it was dreadful! and when i finially got them in.. i was annoyed!

needless to say that in order to master this Skill.. i woke up extremely early.. say around 5am!! just to get those darn things in.. but eventually with practice i mastered the eyeball touching skill..

I can put on and take em off with out the need of a mirror. so hang in there.. youll get it.