I guess I'm getting old. I don't feel old. And, other than some small (alright maybe big) Insecurities I feel great.
7 years ago I did lasik eye surgery. The best thing I'd ever done! Money well spent! I was blind. I don't remember what my prescription for my glasses was but I do know I couldn't see even a foot in front of me. If a person were standing in front of me and I didn't have my glasses on, I could see a blur or a blob. An astral silhouette that existed in my reality. Glasses are a big hassle so of course I wore contacts too. Everything you're not supposed to do while wearing contacts I did.
Don't sleep in your contacts - Slept in them almost every night.
Don't shower with your contacts in - Always wore them in the shower (I seriously couldn't see where the soap was otherwise.)
Don't rub your eyes - All the time. Or I'd try to hold them open while I blinked as fast as I could to get my eyes to water and wash what ever was irritating them out, which then caused mascara to stream down my face.
Don't touch your contacts with dirty hand- eh it'll be fine... My contact is moving around I'm just going to touch my eyeball with my finger.
Don't leave make up on your lenses. It's actually recommended putting your make up on first then put your contacts in. Considering I couldn't see to put my make up on, I always put my contacts in first. Like most, sometimes my hand would slip and I'd stab myself in the eye with the mascara wand. Leaving traces of mascara on my eye.
Letting sweat or sunscreen get in your eyes is a big no no too. Suggestions to prevent this are, pull your hair up, wear a sweat band, don't put sunscreen near your eyes. Having raccoon eyes was not a fashion trend I wanted to take part in...
Let's move on, there's more do's and don'ts but I think you get the picture. What did these actions lead to? My eyes being irritated all the time, and me reverting to wearing glasses.
Cue the signing of Angels after Lasik eye surgery. The phrase,"walk into the light," is how I can explain being able to see once I got off the operating table. Being awake during a surgery is daunting. The operating table reminded me of a sci fi movie with a large metal light looming overhead as the robotic arm of the laser reaches closer and closer. Focusing on the beam of red light spearing into my eye then suddenly blackness, nothing, I couldn't see a thing out of the eye that was being worked on. Numbing drops kept me from feeling what was going on as well. I don't remember how long it took to complete the surgery, but I remember it seaming quick.
Walking down the hallway was miraculous. Initially my anxiety tried to push through making me fear blindness for the rest of my life, but as I was guided down the hall a small circle of light appeared. Widening and becoming more clear with each step I took. Like a fog clearing opening to a world of color and clarity I hadn't seen since a child. Side effects are a part of any surgery and luckily mine were minimal. Sensitivity to light and dry eyes in the morning. Fair trade off, there's always a sacrifice for a gain.
Last year I started to notice my vision was a little blurry and I had to squint to see words again. Light from my phone and computer hurt my eyes. To the point I'd have to put eye drops in or put my phone down or stop working on the computer. Because I'm almost 40, wearing light blocking glasses helps with the light irritation. I'm sure soon I'll need to wear reading glasses. 7 years of vision bliss. The freedom of not worrying about falling asleep in contacts, or stumbling around to find my glasses to see. A fleeting moment #becauseimalmost40 . A different pair for every mood.

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