I'm trying to go back to contacts. I think I look younger in them; others say the same thing. Cyndi was raving about her new Oaysis contacts, so I asked our opthamology office if I could get them too. They ordered me a pair and I picked them up today. They have been in my eyes for several hours, with little discomfort.
Good news for me.
However, while I was there, yet another person warned me about presbyopia.
"Yeah," I said, confidently, "I know all about it. I don't have it, thank God."
Even though I expressed my vast knowledge of the medical issue, the contact technician continued to tell me everything.
"Given your age, you may begin to have trouble reading. You'll have to pull your arms away from you to see better," she said, "and once your arms are too short, you'll have to get bifocals."
If I keep wearing these contacts, I think it's time to get bifocals. Or longer arms.
Bad news for me.
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