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May 08, 2002-9:03 p.m. Today I went to the eye doctor. I have to go once a year and get my eyes examined for any kind of diabetes-related damage. While I was there, I went ahead and got my eyes checked for glasses. It�s been two years and the lenses on my current glasses are kind of scratched. Plus, I just want new glasses. There was good news and there was baddish news. The Good News: The astigmatism in my left eye has improved. Two whole notches on the Wheel o� Lenses! The Baddish News: The word �bifocal� was mentioned. *hangs head defeatedly* ~wonders aloud what new humiliation lies in wait for the unsuspecting Sa~ If I hadn�t been wearing my Easy Spirit Granny shoes, I�m not sure I could have taken the blow. The cushiony rubber soles proved to be quite effective shock absorbers. They did say that I didn�t have to get them, though. Since I�m near-sighted, I can just remove my glasses when I want to read something close up. I�ll put them up on my head or something cool like that. *I don�t really think that is cool. I was being facetious. It�s called sarcasm* Reckon there�s a correlation between comfortable shoes, poor eyesight and irritability? I am one irritated redheaded spinster, now! ~Hardly a news flash, I know~ Getting older sucks, y�all.
**Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
