The cruelest irony of all...
Jul. 21st, 2009 10:03 pm...is when a person who wears glasses needs to repair part of his or her set of spectacles.
(I have somehow lost the screw that holds in one of the nosepads on my current pair. I attempted to substitute a screw from my older pair--using only one, squinted eye, because the astigmatism in my left eye makes it basically useless for close work without my glasses--but apparently it's a different size. Now I am using duct tape until I can make it somewhere that sells such items, hopefully tomorrow after work at the journal.)
WOE.
(I have somehow lost the screw that holds in one of the nosepads on my current pair. I attempted to substitute a screw from my older pair--using only one, squinted eye, because the astigmatism in my left eye makes it basically useless for close work without my glasses--but apparently it's a different size. Now I am using duct tape until I can make it somewhere that sells such items, hopefully tomorrow after work at the journal.)
WOE.
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Date: 2009-07-27 02:05 pm (UTC)Au contraire. These were soft lenses, and they very definitely fell out onto the table at the eye doctor's about thirty seconds after I finally got the damn things in. (It had taken me an hour to put them in, so perhaps my eyes were too dry by that point for them to adhere.) The assistant who was helping me basically said, "Um. Come back tomorrow and try again." To which I replied, "I think I'll just stick with the glasses."
Also, I've got astigmatism, and I do just fine with contacts. Really.
Well, the doctor said it wouldn't be terribly unclear, just that it wouldn't be as clear as my glasses. I got the impression it might've worked out to only 20/20, as opposed to the 20/15 I enjoy with my glasses.