As some of you may already know (since I have moaned about it left, right and center) in April I finally went through with my laser eye treatment. Oh my, what an experience it was. One I can not just keep to myself.
I still remember the day I was to pick up my first pair of glasses. I was so excited. A bit like a small kid going to school for the first time. And like a small kid I soon realized that everything I was so keen about, well, wasn’t quite as peachy as people were making it seem.
I cannot even grasp what it was that I adored about the idea of wearing glasses. Maybe the fact they looked cute? Mind you, it was around the time that I also picked a school because they enforced wearing ties in their uniform… Fashion sense was not exactly my BFF back then. I’d wear my standard polo and blazer, and tie, and then my bright red Converses. Unfortunately, that is not a joke.
Not that glasses cannot be cute. They very much can. There are people who look great in a pair, and, well, perhaps I am just not one of them. Besides there are many many reasons one should wear glasses – and looking good is not one of them. Did I need a pair? Possibly. Did I need them that early, when my eyesight was only around -0.25? Possibly not, although who am I to judge, without any degree in medicine or the equivalent.
After the novelty wore off, before I realized what I truly signed myself up for, I was stuck. Literally stuck, as the thought of using contact lenses remains my worst nightmare to this day. I am extremely protective of my eyes. Like super duper protective. Putting stuff in them? Isn’t going to happen.
And that is how my journey to the glasses-free me of today started. [Read more…]