Trying to make the best of it.

I'm just going to get this out because it has been eating away at me for most of the day. I have been having some eye problems (double vision) for the past couple of days, I called my eye doctor because it is not normal for me and they had me come in immediately. After a myriad of tests, my doctor gently broke the news to me that my eyes are lazy.

I gasped and said "How dare you!" Just teasing. She said they are lazy when I am focusing on things up close. She prescribed B...B..Bifocals for me. I instantly teared up. I have had problems with my eyes for the past 5 years or so that have had me getting brain scans, I have borderline glaucoma, all things of that nature. I should not be surprised in the least that I need bifocals. But I am.

My 34th birthday is coming up and I don't want to get bifocals but alas, I sulked into Target tonight and picked out a cute pair of square fuchsia glasses which will be my 'bifocals' and a second dark purple ones which will be my 'readers'. I still need to maintain some bit of my dignity by at least trying to look my age and not jump into wearing the powder blue leisure suits (yet).

I am grateful that nothing more serious was diagnosed or found, and I am thankful for the vision I have. This just came out of left field, and I needed to get it off my chest.

Thanks for reading.