Come one, come all, and enjoy the day at the end of the work week!
One time, when I was in middle school, I went to an eye doctor who told me that I was so blind in my left eye that it was physically impossible for me to be able to see in 3D. According to him, I only “thought” that I was viewing a 3-dimensional world because I knew that I was supposed to, so my brain was just fixing things and making me see them in the way I thought I was supposed to, rather than seeing them in the way in which my eyes allowed me to. According to him my vision would likely not allow me to live a normal life.
Ladies and gents, welcome to the reason that I am TERRIFIED of going to the eye doctor. I’ve seen many a doctor since this man, all of whom believed that other doctor was likely smoking something. Nonetheless, I still get a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach each time I walk in for an eye exam. “Are they going to tell me I can’t drive?” “Are they going to tell me I’m going blind?!”
This means I generally avoid eye doctors at all cost… Sadly, I’ve been doing a lot of squinting, rubbing my eyes all of the time, and getting headaches more than I’d like to admit. The time has come, I need a new prescription (AND these glasses are the most ugly, crooked things on the planet at the moment).
I have to make an eye doctor appointment. And I have to do it soon. Wish me luck.
-The Fifteenth Photobooth Friday Kelley
P.S. I’m not sure if you can tell, but I’m pretty sure this is my motto today.