Here I am, being a busy bee, getting all of my appointments done in the next 2 months. I decided to go to Kaiser for my eye appointment because its cheap. Just my regular ole $15 copay. I meet the lovely eye optician assistant--(please excuse my lack of knowing their official name). She takes me in, starts me on reading out the letters and then on to looking for the hot air balloon and then on to the oh so fun, eye puff while your head is in the eye doctor head gear thingamabob. After the eye puff we head to the room where the optician will do her thing. You know, the continued follow the hot air balloon, what's the clearest row you can read, etc. etc. When I was waiting for the optician, the eye assistant lady, (still don't know official name, but really wish I did at this point), decided to give me some wet drops because my eyes were so dry they were bothering me. I came in with them already dry because of the ever changing Colorado weather that makes my allergies run amok. She tells me to lean back and drops in the wet drops. I lean back and await the goodness of eye drops that will make my eyes not feel like I need to scratch them completely out. The she says, one more. I open my eyes again. As the drops fall into my eyes, within 1 second I scream: "sweet Baby Jesus". Yes, I did. Really. And then the burn intensifies. The eye assistant lady then says, "oh sorry, the eye dilation drops do burn." I'm pretty sure my response was, "Wait, what? I have to go back to work". Her response, "Oh, oops!"
She seriously said, "oops!"
I can tell you now, "oops" is never good. I know, I use it often. My eyes feel like they are burning out of their sockets because she put in a butt load of the dilation drops. She tells me that more than likely it will be a few hours for the dilation to go away. Okay, not bad. Not fun, but not too terribly bad. So, the Doctor comes in does the eye exam in which I basically repeat everything the eye assistant did. Except since my eyes were dilated we went ahead and did the super bright light into the core of my eyes to see if there's anything wrong. All is good, which I knew, no need for the dilation drops. With the exception of needing glasses to magnify my two focus points so I don't get headaches, I've got awesome eyes. And they are beautifully, exotically, natively brown. But I digress...the Doctor gives me a new prescription for my glasses and walks out of the room. I look down at the sheet and could not see a thing other than weird little scribbles. Literally I could not read thing. The Doctor walked back in and our conversation went a little like this...
me: "um, I can't read this at all. How long will this last? I do have to go back to work."
Dr.: "oh it can take 4 to 6 hours!"
me: "hmmm, okay. Should I be driving? I can't read this at all"
Dr.: "Do you have to go far? You should be fine."
me: "uh, okay!"
Then I said to myself, "self, this is going to be interesting!" So I head on out of Kaiser with the fun little shades--very sexy, not--they give you to protect your eyes because I left my sunglasses in the car. And as I'm driving back to work I start to become uncomfortable. I can see to drive just fine, but as I'm driving I notice I can't read the road and store signs along the way. It was a weird feeling to not see clearly. I made it back to the Y and proceeded to have to wear my sunglasses for the next 3.5 hours...indoors. I felt ridiculous. Of course, I had the Raelynn dramatics when I walked in to Cassie and Jana's office and shouted, "I'm blind!" They laughed, hard. So supportive those 2!! I managed to go about the rest of my day by not doing any work that I needed to get done and stuffed envelopes for Ellyn. I had to do something to earn my paycheck for that afternoon.
For some reason, as I was not able to read a thing, I felt the need to shout when speaking. I don't know. I felt like my other senses were in overdrive since I couldn't see as clearly as I normally do. Random I know. But, random I am. I'm a feeler. An expresser of emotions. This is just me. So when my eyes finally did come back in full force, you shouldn't be shocked that I screamed, "It's a miracle!" I'm not going to lie, I was a bit worried that nothing would be clear again. I did not enjoy it at all. Dilation of the eyes is a big fat negative for me. In a moment of non existent theatrics, I did realize how blessed I was to have good vision. And took a moment to thank God for the blessings in my life that I overlook on a daily basis.
After my little adventure of the eye dilation, Ellyn and I were talking about it and how I got upset that I did not have control over the situation and that's what freaked me out most of all. Then she posed the question...
"If you had to choose between your vision and hearing, what would you want to lose of the two?"
Obviously I had reasons why I would want/need both. I can't imagine not hearing music or seeing a sunset. I came to the conclusion that I would not want to choose because...for obvious reasons...I want to keep everything.
All of this randomness is to say...because of my moment of not having clear vision, it was a little reminder that I am truly blessed and I need to not be blind to the fact that there is so much...so much...to be thankful for in my life. Even when I don't see it clearly, it's there and slowly, in time, with patience and less theatrics, everything becomes visible and clear.
Like how I threw a little Jesucristo in there on you out of nowhere in this nonsensical post??!!! In a way...I just Jesus Juked you. Booya!!!
that's the 2nd time I've said Booya in a post. Who am I?!
2 comments:
tee he he!! i'm a mess.
ok, so does this mean you're moving to utah in two months? :)
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