36 Hours and Counting
I haven’t posted much this month (big surprise) and I guess it has had to do with there isn’t much I’ve really felt like making sure like gotten put into the record.
Well, now, I definitely have something I want to write about. My glasses. Or more importantly, the fact that I am in my last 36 hours (hopefully) of wearing them. If all goes well, by noon on Thursday, I should be seeing the world in a whole new light, literally. At 10 am on Thursday, I’m going in and having LASIK surgery performed on both of my eyes.
In some ways, it still doesn’t seem like it’s going to happen. Maybe because from the decision to investigate it, to the time I got checked out, to the appointment for the procedure has spanned about six weeks. Six weeks is a fast turn around for something that is as life changing as my first day of wearing glasses was. I was talking with some Princeton MS interns on Monday and I commented how when you think about it, getting rid of one’s glasses has the same weight as the first time you get glasses/contacts.
I’m going to have to apologize for how scatter brained this post probably is. I think it’s the combination of nervousness and excitement. I’d thought about LASIK surgery before; I think every person who’s worn glasses for an extended period of time has. I just never thought I’d be the one to get it. I figured I’d always have glasses between me and the world. Soon, I won’t have them to hide behind. It’ll just be me…
I think that’s another thing I’m kind of nervous about. I’m not entirely used to my image without glasses. Partially because when they aren’t on, everything is a bit blurry, but also because I’ve worn glasses every single day since I was 8 years old. That’s almost 2 decades of something that, hopefully, will suddenly end rather abruptly.
Alright, it’s time for bed. I have a lot to do tomorrow and I need sleep.
