(Even though I might have Googled “what to expect during an eye exam.” My husband thought I was being neurotic, I like to call it being prepared.)
Despite my best Google research I was sort of a nervous wreck… and lets just say the people there didn’t exactly do anything to ease my nerves.
This is how it went:
Nurse: (are they even called nurses?) When was your last visit?
Me: Never. It’s my first time.
Nurse: Never? In your life?!
Me: Nope… I’m a little nervous.
Nurse: No reason to be. Look up. *drops a variety of drops in my eyes* This is probably going to burn. I’ll be back in 20 minutes.
Thanks a lot, lady.
The eye doctor was running a bit behind schedule, and I get that… But it wasn’t the best therapeutic communication, ya know?
After that I was was left alone in the exam room to take selfies of my creepy dilated eyes, then proceeded to send them to everyone in my phonebook.
I’m only half joking.
As a prize the doctor gave me these stylish sunglasses to wear. Turns out, I’m slightly near-sighted with an astigmatism. To celebrate, the husband took me out for Thai food and a movie. And yes, yes I did wear these shades all movie long. (We did see Star Trek though so I felt like I was in costume.)
Have I mentioned how great my husband is? I am
kind of a huge baby… and he puts up it so well. I just love him.
So, in conclusion, this is my new look for the next 80 or so years. Despite how the picture looks, I’m not completely excited about it, but I’m still getting used to these things.
Anyone care to convince me on the greatness of glasses?!