I am a very visual person. Somebody tells me something and I see it in living color. You tell me a name and I immediately see it written (and very often I get the spelling right too). I read a book and I make my own mini movie in my head.
And my sight was always good. I have needed glasses for work on the computer or to see far into the distance for years but the past 6 years my eyesight was excellent and I could ditch the glasses.
Then a couple of weeks ago I noticed that I had a blurry vision in my left eye. And that did not go away. In fact, it got worse. I was doing my painting with a large magnifying glass in my left hand.
Eventually, after 3 weeks I went to the doctor who send me to an eye specialist in the hospital. Tests were done. Tests that were not fun at all.
When the results came back I was shocked. I have cataract. Cataract? Really?
Geez, suddenly I feel old. I know that I have my fair share of grey hair (but I will confess, it is dyed a very youthful blonde) but honestly, cataract… Isn’t that for the old folks? I’ve only just turned 50. Give me a break will ya!
My left eye has a vision of -3,75 and I see something like this:
He gave me an option of an operation or getting glasses. The way he described the operation made my stomach turn. This time I did not need to use my own imagination, he had pictures. Very graphic pictures. In color. Very detailed. And It would be done without general anesthesia!
Well, I can tell you this for nothing… if anyone coming near my eye with a scalpel, within a range of 10 feet I would kick his or her ass. This simply was not an option for me.
So I am asking about the option of having it with the general anesthesia, and he told me they would generally do this only with small children. Trust me on this; I am big very very small child. He proceeded to tell me all the risks involved with general anesthesia. Not a pretty sum up. And the way he said it…(If you ever need someone to send your guest home after you thrown a party, and the guest linger longer then wanted… THIS would be the guy to have around. 10 seconds of him talking and everyone runs out the door).
He said I could get glasses, and maybe in a couple of months time I could possibly need stronger glasses and again and again. For a couple of years I could have joy and vision with the glasses. For a full 100 percent on both eyes he said, with glasses. But then eventually I would need that operation. No way around it. Slicing and dicing will come my way. No escape.
Fine. In a couple of years time I will be brave enough to have that operation. But not now. For now I will get glasses and look intelligent.
So, because I need glasses I thought I would buy me a nice funky frame. Electric blue came to mind. Purple too. Forest green. Fire engine red. I wanted something eccentric. Because, if you got it, you flaunt it. Right? And I definitely did not want a black one. I want to stand out in the crowd.
Last week Thursday I went to the optician and he did tests as well. Pleasant ones this time and very very thorough. Turns out I have not a -3,75 but a -5,25 and also my right eye had a difference. (did my eyes get worse in the two weeks between the hospital examination and the trip to get glasses?, or did the doctor do a not so good job of it…) And the optician said that with glasses I will have a 60 percent vision in my left eye.
Sigh … just a very deep sigh
I went to try on frames. All the colors that I wanted. And the models that I liked. One after another were rejected because either the frame model did not look on me, or the color did nothing for me. Finally there were two frames left. One was a metallic forest green one that I liked but the optician said I could not have this frame because the glass I need for my left eye would be too thick for that kind of frame.
And then there was only one. I loved this one. It looked good (I’m trusting my right eye and the girl in the shop who helped me), it felt right.
And what color is it? … drum roll please … Black.
Say what??????? (insert high pitched voice here) Yes, it is BLACK, but with turquoise accents:
I can pick it up Thursday afternoon. Just one more day. Hoping to ditch the magnifying glass but will keep it handy just in case. And for now I return to my painting WITH the magnifying glass.