Holy crap! I can see!

I finally got to go to my ophthalmologist today. My eyes HAVE changed (a little more near-sighted in the right, a little more far-sighted in the left), but not as much as I thought they had. Seems most of my vision problems stemmed from my glasses being so stinking crooked from flying off my face in the Wreck -- I wasn't looking through the center of the left lens like I should. It took my poor doctor a while to straighten them out. I'm also needing bifocals, which didn't surprise me at all. So, new glasses in my future, and they are groovy (even being Medicaid frames)!

The really funny part was that Doc Y. had to take my exam back old school. My knee has been KILLING me the last couple of days (seriously, I was almost in tears getting in bed last night), so I couldn't handle a transfer into the exam chair. Doc Y. had to pull out the "fixed lens" set, a big wooden case with adjustable metal frames in which he then traded lenses of different magnifications. I kinda felt like I would fit in to the steampunk crowd wearing those specs! I should've had Mom take a picture with her phone.