I have a new look. What do you think?
I took the opportunity to get my eyes checked when Paxye was here for a visit. She could watch my kids during my short appointment and we’d spend the rest of our time visiting friends and enjoying Smithers where my appointment was.
Things didn’t go so smoothly. I had a bad reaction to the drops they put in my eyes to dilate my pupils. I spent a good deal of the appointment withering on the bathroom floor of the doctor’s office and needing soothing, mothering type words from Paxye. Thank goodness she was there.
Finally the appointment was over I was left barely able to see and felt terrible. Paxye drove us to the hotel for some much needed recovery time. Picking frames to replace my old metal nose padded ones, which caused me endless pain and suffering, had to wait until the next day.
I have progressives, meaning that the bottom part of my glasses lens is different from the top. They’re like better looking bifocals. I know, I know. I’m too young for these but alas I need them. I’ve found it incredibly difficult having progressives with my old frames. The slightest bump could make the lens sit in the wrong place in front of my eyes, giving me headaches. Not to mention the nose pads constantly digging into my nose. I decided to go back to plastic frames.
Thank goodness for Paxye’s help choosing frames. Not such an easy thing when you need glasses to see what you look like. I would have given up and resigned myself to large round granny glasses had she not been there.
I went to pick my glasses yesterday, despite 3.5 hours drive each way. We used our time well and test road a few bike possibilities, scoured the thrift shops, watched the swollen chocolate coloured river flow and talk about the good fishing and finally visited with Taimarie who’s company and food I greatly enjoy.
There was dress up and an abundance of cuteness from all . We brought bread from a organic bakery halfway from Prince Rupert to here and ate it with Tamarie’s salad and the best borscht soup I’ve tasted.