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Festive Fun and Fumbling...
Dec. 23rd, 2008 07:21 pm.. of the optical kind!!
Today as I had all (or most) my pressies, I decided to sort out my body. Specifically, me teeth and eyes.
So went to dentists. "Are you still coughing?" quoth New Female Dentist. I admitted I was, a bit. "Oh we can't do your filling then! Lots of water pours out the drill and it'll be HORRIBLE! Come back in January!"
Well I didn't take much dissuading. But that makes the THIRD time I've gone to this dentist to get filling done and been sent away! Do you think they're actually money launderers, and not dentists at all? Would explain how I managed to get on an NHS dentist list!!
So onwards to the terror of pre Xmas St James Centre and Vision Express. I had definitely had the impression for some while that my right eye was slacking on the job, odd as I paid £ expletive_deleted in only February for OMG-I'm-old varifocular -eactolite reduced cavities, not a designer knock of at all, new glasses. But yes, my right eye astigmatism seems to have had a bit of a funny turn, and I can indeed not read the bottom two linesof the chart with it.
Depressed by this impoverishing news, i asked the extremely cheery optician (I suspect him of having just had his Xmas lunch) if I could try daily disposable contact lenses, which I've toyed with at the idea level for some while. No, they still can't correct properly for my prescription without me at least getting weeklies. But yes, he could try and "cook the books" (massive giggle) so I could have a trial of approximate dailies, right there and then, for "occasional use". By this time, I'd got into the spirit of this as a festive caper, enhanced by the free mince pies and sherry the RBOS in Bruntsfield was giving out (so much for the credit crunch!) .
And - they work! I can see! They don't even hurt, not really. (Texted best Pal. "I'm wearing contact lenses!" . Her immediate response, "OW!".) Amazed and pleased. (All previous long ago attempts at contact lenses - of the keep em, soak em, variety - ended up in me forgetting to look after them, being allergic to all known solutions - including, apparently, saline - and generally feeling like i was well, trying to put bits of glass in my eye:-(
Except - tis time to drive home. Time to take lenses out surely? Hmm. Tug, pull, grab. Put glasses on. AGG! lenses still firmly in. Perhaps car not best place to do this. Drive home, every instinct screaming NO , NO, YOU'RE DRIVING WITH NO GLASSES ON! HELP! TAKE COVER! Very weird. At home, procure mirror, sink, extra thumbs. One lens out easily, but right appears to be superglued. Arg! When just about to ask for help on LJ to ultimate mockery, it emerges. Phew!!!
Still I can arrive with no eyes in Glasgow for Xmas. family will be amazed. If I can manage to get them IN tomorrow! Watch (sic) this space!
Today as I had all (or most) my pressies, I decided to sort out my body. Specifically, me teeth and eyes.
So went to dentists. "Are you still coughing?" quoth New Female Dentist. I admitted I was, a bit. "Oh we can't do your filling then! Lots of water pours out the drill and it'll be HORRIBLE! Come back in January!"
Well I didn't take much dissuading. But that makes the THIRD time I've gone to this dentist to get filling done and been sent away! Do you think they're actually money launderers, and not dentists at all? Would explain how I managed to get on an NHS dentist list!!
So onwards to the terror of pre Xmas St James Centre and Vision Express. I had definitely had the impression for some while that my right eye was slacking on the job, odd as I paid £ expletive_deleted in only February for OMG-I'm-old varifocular -eactolite reduced cavities, not a designer knock of at all, new glasses. But yes, my right eye astigmatism seems to have had a bit of a funny turn, and I can indeed not read the bottom two linesof the chart with it.
Depressed by this impoverishing news, i asked the extremely cheery optician (I suspect him of having just had his Xmas lunch) if I could try daily disposable contact lenses, which I've toyed with at the idea level for some while. No, they still can't correct properly for my prescription without me at least getting weeklies. But yes, he could try and "cook the books" (massive giggle) so I could have a trial of approximate dailies, right there and then, for "occasional use". By this time, I'd got into the spirit of this as a festive caper, enhanced by the free mince pies and sherry the RBOS in Bruntsfield was giving out (so much for the credit crunch!) .
And - they work! I can see! They don't even hurt, not really. (Texted best Pal. "I'm wearing contact lenses!" . Her immediate response, "OW!".) Amazed and pleased. (All previous long ago attempts at contact lenses - of the keep em, soak em, variety - ended up in me forgetting to look after them, being allergic to all known solutions - including, apparently, saline - and generally feeling like i was well, trying to put bits of glass in my eye:-(
Except - tis time to drive home. Time to take lenses out surely? Hmm. Tug, pull, grab. Put glasses on. AGG! lenses still firmly in. Perhaps car not best place to do this. Drive home, every instinct screaming NO , NO, YOU'RE DRIVING WITH NO GLASSES ON! HELP! TAKE COVER! Very weird. At home, procure mirror, sink, extra thumbs. One lens out easily, but right appears to be superglued. Arg! When just about to ask for help on LJ to ultimate mockery, it emerges. Phew!!!
Still I can arrive with no eyes in Glasgow for Xmas. family will be amazed. If I can manage to get them IN tomorrow! Watch (sic) this space!
