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Thursday, October 07, 2004
Post Natal Day Facts
Fact: Census records show that October 5 is the most common birthday in
the US.
Fact: That's a lot of birthday candles.
Fact: National Fire Prevention Week: October 3 - 9.
You do the math.
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Eye Vey
Perched atop my nose right now are my new glasses. An ocular irritation accompanied by eyeball swelling forced me to visit the eye doctor several weeks ago. The immediate problem taken care of with antibiotic drops and contact-lens restriction for a week, attention was turned to a general exam and the updating of my prescription. It was then that the doctor dropped the b-word bomb on me. Bifocals! Aaaauuuugggghhhhh!
Since I wear contacts most of the time, my options were reading glasses in addition to the contacts or tweaking the strength in one lens to compensate for distance (compensating which way I can't remember). We took the latter path for now. Because I wear glasses of an evening after a hard day in front of a computer screen and on weekends when my plans don't call for my leaving the house, I also got new frames with (shudder) b-word lenses. I went for the "progressive" kind, partly for the no-lines look and partly because I was told by (older) friends that they would be easier for me to adapt to. Which they were/are.
I'm extremely nearsighted, especially in my right eye, so both the new contacts and the progressive lenses for my glasses had to be special-ordered from the Coke bottling plant, meaning that I took delivery of same late last week, nearly 3 weeks after ordering them. (How nearsighted am I? The last time I went to pick up a new pair of glasses the LensCrafter guy told me before the fitting to take my contacts out. I thanked him for the reminder but then asked how he had known I wore contacts. His response: "I saw you walk into the store. I've never seen anyone with your prescription walk that confidently without ..." he trailed off. "...a dog?" I finished for him. "Without correction" he said.)
Bad enough having to get used to the new prescriptions, let alone dealing with that dread b-word, but the timing was particularly ironic -- my birthday is in a few days. Like I needed reminding.
Signed,
Little Old Lady Hull
(didn't know I could yodel, did you?)
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