Yes, the rain is gone, but that’s not where I was going with this. When I got rolled over the hood of a car and slammed into the pavement, it did a number on my glasses. Or, really, what’s left of my glasses. Thin metal frames really show their maleability under that kind of duress. We are debating whether it is possible to straighten them enough to act as a back up pair, but last week I ordered up new glasses and today I picked them up.
Heavier plastic frames are a new look for me, but I have a good feeling about these. Particularly, I think the shape will reduce troubles caused by my peripheral vision. My first pair of glasses kept freaking me out because I was “seeing things” coming up beside me. It took a couple years to adjust to that without going paranoid.
Study and reading are favorite activities of mine, so the last five weeks have been tough. My vision is good enough that I can still read without the glasses; however astigmatism causes a lot of eye strain, making it hard to concentrate for long periods. (I think getting your head smacked against concrete might effect concentration as well.)
Next, I need to send the information off to the insurance company for their approval. I hope they don’t try any funny stuff like suggesting my old glasses should be depreciated for compensation. The fact that my vision has made no appreciable change in the last six years should help mitigate any nonsense like that. (“I didn’t need new glasses until your client ran me down.”)
Here’s to all the new things to see!