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Well, that could have gone better
Feb. 14th, 2014 02:57 pmWe had our vision appointments today. Robin Hood's change in prescription is apparently so minimal that it's not even worth getting new lenses, so there's the one plus of the day.
Mine, on the other hand, is hilariously complicated. And by hilarious, I mean I'd rather sit on a cactus. They can only offer minimal correction. My eyes are fine, save for a slight astigmatism. Which doesn't explain why I can't see a damn thing. He tested for higher correction, but anything above what he gave me actively makes it worse. It's one of two things. Either my eyes are just over-strained from not having glasses for so long (unlikely), or there is a problem with the optic nerve in my right eye. Guess which one he thinks it is. We're going to try the lenses, and if that helps, fine. If not, I get to go in for some specialised testing. And if that comes back saying what he thinks it will, oh god, I cannot afford this crap. This actually scares me. I've always thought my problem was just cheap insurance and crap exams, but the fact that it might actually be something serious is kind of terrifying. I'm so sick of being blind. I'm so sick of headaches. Argh.
So, there's that. But it gets better. Because on our way home, we got rear-ended by an idiot. We were sitting at a red light, as you do. And the woman behind us, in her huge SUV, saw the lane NEXT TO US start to go, so she hit the gas. While we were still waiting on the cars in front of us. Our lane had not moved, because several cars ahead, someone had stalled. I've got the biggest damn bruise across my arm, and this is exactly why I wear my seatbelt low. The last time this happened, I wound up with the biggest damn bruise across my neck. Because I am a shortarse, and safety belts are not very safe if you're much shorter than about 5'9". At least, they weren't in the 90s. Now they're adjustable, so yay for that.
Whatever. This day is fired.
Mine, on the other hand, is hilariously complicated. And by hilarious, I mean I'd rather sit on a cactus. They can only offer minimal correction. My eyes are fine, save for a slight astigmatism. Which doesn't explain why I can't see a damn thing. He tested for higher correction, but anything above what he gave me actively makes it worse. It's one of two things. Either my eyes are just over-strained from not having glasses for so long (unlikely), or there is a problem with the optic nerve in my right eye. Guess which one he thinks it is. We're going to try the lenses, and if that helps, fine. If not, I get to go in for some specialised testing. And if that comes back saying what he thinks it will, oh god, I cannot afford this crap. This actually scares me. I've always thought my problem was just cheap insurance and crap exams, but the fact that it might actually be something serious is kind of terrifying. I'm so sick of being blind. I'm so sick of headaches. Argh.
So, there's that. But it gets better. Because on our way home, we got rear-ended by an idiot. We were sitting at a red light, as you do. And the woman behind us, in her huge SUV, saw the lane NEXT TO US start to go, so she hit the gas. While we were still waiting on the cars in front of us. Our lane had not moved, because several cars ahead, someone had stalled. I've got the biggest damn bruise across my arm, and this is exactly why I wear my seatbelt low. The last time this happened, I wound up with the biggest damn bruise across my neck. Because I am a shortarse, and safety belts are not very safe if you're much shorter than about 5'9". At least, they weren't in the 90s. Now they're adjustable, so yay for that.
Whatever. This day is fired.
