I haven't been in to the optamoligist in five years, and I noticed my vision was getting progressively worse, so we decided to go.
As it turns out, my eyes are fine. Better than fine, actually.
But, not we get to talk about the absolute funness of getting my eyes dilated.
Here's a picture:
When my pupils blew up, I lost focus.
I could not focus on anything. Couldn't read anything, couldn't see my hand.
I freaked out.
As most of you know, I'm a control freak. I like to be in control of
I had no control here.
No matter how hard I tried to focus, or how many times I blinked, I could not see.
I couldn't see.
I about lost it in the waiting room.
But you know what's cool??
When my focus came back in and I could see things a few hours later, everything was sharper.
Because I wasn't taking it for granted anymore.
I knew what I had lost for a few hours.
And I was so so so grateful to have it back.
Side Note: I also managed to run into a few walls while I was there. Just, btw.
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