I can't even remember because I mostly see a blurry doorway, outline of a dresser, a blurry light from my iPhone and have to feel my way to turn on the lamp because I make out the silhouette, not the actual on switch.
I've worn glasses since age 11 when I thought I was soooooooo cool to finally be able to get a pair of glasses.
Why on earth did I want glasses as a kid?
|Oh yes, that is a jean collared shirt for my 12th birthday and I still love funfetti cakes.|
Before I entered 8th grade, I convinced my parents that I needed contacts so I was the frequent owner of every color from turquoise to blue to purple to green, where I consistently lost one every day because I wasn't that used to the whole thing-in-your-eye situation yet. It takes a minute to get used to contacts and I'm sure my parents loved all the extra costs I incurred as I learned to navigate the new world of contact wearing. Never mind the fact that my actual eyes are an interesting blend of blue/green with yellow in the middle but of course I didn't want my real eye color to show through. Not at all.
Seeing as I have only two pairs of contacts left, I decided to pull the trigger to sign myself up for a LASIK consultation at a fine laser eye establishment.
|serious with crooked librarian glasses; laughing about the fact that I'm wearing crooked glasses|
So, for the next few days, I'll be rocking the glasses, slightly crooked I found out, as I tried to take photos of myself to prepare for what will hopefully be a successful appointment, giving me the green light to have the surgery in just a few short weeks.
Have you had LASIK? Is it one of the best things you've ever done? (I'm hoping you say an excited "yes!")
Editor's note: Thanks to all who voted me to the second round of Cleveland Magazine's blogger bracket and round two has begun. Vote for your favorites here.