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Dabbling in Drabbles Word… Cataract
I can’t see the chart
“Hello” said the technician “What brings you to the eye doctor”? “I’m having trouble seeing far distances, wearing these glasses” I state. “ Are you in pain, discomfort, or experiencing itching?” he asked. “No”, I answer hesitantly, I see he wants a different answer.
“The previous time, the doctor asked me questions. Now I can say, I see better without my glasses”, I answer. “Your chart says this is a cataract visit. Are you having cataract surgery”? he inquires.
“Not aware of that”, I say. I’m thinking… I’m going home now, with or without new glasses. Stop asking me questions.
Dabbling in Drabbles, Word… Progressive
I feel light headed
With my new prescription in hand, I returned to the eye glass shop I’d used before. I had good service, at a hefty price. Eye wear is expensive. I chatted with the saleswoman, met her adorable puppy and chose new frames.
I asked for discounted frames. I chose and wrote her a check. It was far more then I thought I would spend. Two days later my glasses were ready. They fitted fine, but now my world was unsteady. Progressive lenses are tricky, and so were the new glasses. Don’t worry you will adjust to them, said a different associate.
