Of all the doctors that I see, the eye doctor might be my least favorite. It's not that I don't like the eye doctor himself, but I don't like having my eyes checked. I think it's because my vision is one thing that I cannot fix myself. The vision is what it is and mine just keeps getting worse.
T and I both went to the eye doctor this evening. I got new contacts and new (bifocals) glasses. T got new glasses. It was quite expensive, and that only added to my angst.
Because my vision is so poor, the optician and the optometrist both strongly suggested that I consider ICL surgery. The thought of having eye surgery basically scares the living crap out of me. Several years ago I was all set to have Lasik surgery, even though I was terrified. I was in the chair, under the influence of the Valium, and the surgeon came in for a final check and determined that I could NOT have the surgery because my corneas were too thin. I made some lame joke about my corneas being the only part of me that was thin, climbed out of the chair and asked MT to take me to breakfast. I was relieved and too mellowed out from the drug to feel sad.
I don't know what it's like to wake up in the morning and see. I have to grope for my glasses to be able to see anything at all. Maybe that's why I am so anal about putting things in the same place - so I can find it even if I can't see. People who have had Lasik say it's the best thing they have ever done.
ICL is something to think about, although it is super-pricey and I don't think insurance covers it. Certainly the bronze level coverage I currently have won't cover it.
Maybe someday when the contact lens companies don't make lenses strong enough for my prescription, I will have to swallow my fears and open my wallet to have the surgery.
Hopefully that's far in the future, though.
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