Monday, 11 January 2010
NOT SEEING CLEARLY . . .
I've been told on many occasions that I have pretty eyes. At the risk of sounding narcissistic (which I suppose I am, so maybe it doesn't matter if I sound it!), I have to agree. I think my eyes are my best feature. (Yes, I DO have two, although the above picture may have you thinking "Is she Cyclops???")
The problem is that they don't work!
Like I mentioned in my post yesterday I've been short sighted since before I even hit my teens. My mum and dad are both short sighted too, so I guess it was always on the cards (my brother is also short sighted and the only one in the family who escaped it appears to be my sister). And I'm not that kind of short sighted where I can actually see pretty well uncorrected. I actually can't see clearly more than a few inches away from my face. I can function around my flat okay, if I'm just sitting reading or something, it's not an issue. But the TV is a blur, and as for going out of the flat without my contacts in . . . it's just not a consideration.
Not being able to see clearly is something I find unbelievably frustrating. I don't particularly suit glasses either so when I'm tired sometimes my eyes end up dry and irritated from the contacts and there's not much I can do about it, apart from mainline eye-drops.
Sometimes I really wish I could wake up and have perfect eyesight. Unfortunately, the only times that ever happens is when I accidentally fall asleep with my contact lenses in.
(Which happens fairly regularly and never fails to disappoint me...)
I sometimes think about laser eye surgery but the thing is that, despite sticking plastic discs in my eyes for the past seventeen years, I am actually incredibly squeamish about eye-related things. Even trying to read people's accounts of their own experience of the procedure freaks me out and I usually have to stop halfway through. If I can't even READ about it, how could I get it DONE to me?
But then how good would it be to be able to open my eyes one morning and be able to see absolutely EVERYTHING? And know it WASN'T because I simply had drank too much the night before and not taken out my lenses?
That WOULD be incredible . . .