I have to blog about my dear husband getting contacts yesterday. Somehow it feels momentous! I mean, when I got them in the eighth grade I thought "This is the best thing everrrr!" When you're older I guess it doesn't tend to weigh as much. But I think it does :•)
I went in for my exam, without my contacts in, which is very dissociating talking to the doctor without being able to see his face, heh. My vision is like a weird dream that looks like a Monet painting. It's incredibly poor. - 7 in each eye now, which apparently was the worst the optometrist had all day! Most people are between 3 and 4, he said.
Anyway. I get my new contacts in and wait in the waiting room while Jon goes in. I hear him chatting away with the assistant as she measures his eyes, takes retina photos and does the ever-annoying pressure test. He comes out after the full exam and we (Jon, the assistant and I) cram into the little side room where he tries putting contacts in for the first time. *Flashback to eighth grade trying to get a hang of this feat right before graduation, strongly desiring to make it work so I didn't have to wear my ugly glasses while being all dressed up for the occasion.*
But I had forgotten how difficult it was to get these things in! The finesse it takes has become almost innate to me now. Long eyelashes and eyelids that don't want to stay open worked against Jon's first few attempts. The whole time I was thinking "I wonder if it would help if I tried?" Then the assistant suggested I do haha.
For some reason this scenario seemed very comical to me. By this point the assistant and the optometrist are standing there watching me pry my husband's eye open to get the lens in. I'm sure it was the most entertaining thing they'd seen all day.
Surprisingly, popping them into someone else's eye wasn't difficult at all for me. (At first I thought I'd have a problem with it, because when I got them, through the many attempts at sticking things in my eyes, I had started to feel faint about it all). I can't say I've ever touched someone else's eyeball before - but there's a first time for everything!
I think Jon is enjoying them though. In-focus peripheral vision is a totally new thing with contacts. And I imagine that being able to drive with sunglasses + contacts now would be a definite benefit (no weird glares and such with the sun). He may still need reading glasses though, which to me is just as inconvenient as sunglasses, so no big deal. But I'm really enjoying his appliance-free face, and seeing those big brown eyes staring back at me without a reflection in front of them :•)
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