T-minus 7 to Thanksgiving - Contacts
Today I'm thankful for contact lenses.
Thin discs of plastic that change my vision from really blurry to really not? Science! Love it!
My vision went south in fifth grade in roughly the space of a week. That's how I remember it anyway. My desk was at the back of the room and suddenly, one day, I couldn't read the board anymore. Of course, being the quiet kid I was I didn't tell anyone. I just solved the problem myself by walking to the middle of the room to write down the assignments. Made sense to me. :)
My teacher noticed and asked me about it. And then she told my parents. And I ended up with glasses...glasses with huge, red plastic frames. They were really dorky, but I loved them.
Sometime after 8th grade I changed styles to something other than red plastic. In 10th grade I decided I'd had enough of glasses; I wanted to try contacts. I was a bit creeped out by the thought of touching my eye balls and putting something in them, but I still wanted to try. I got over the creepiness fast. Contacts were marvelous! I could see everything! And no pesky frames at the edges of my vision!
I never looked back. (Ba dum bum) Having a full field of vision was amazing to me. Is amazing. I take it a bit for granted now.
I'm thankful for my contacts because they're awesome bits of technology that I depend on every day, but also because of the confidence boost they represent. I went to my 8th grade formal dance with a group of seven good friends (dorks, all of us), and we had our picture taken by the professional photographer on site. The first pic was just me and my then-best friend Nicole and I had my glasses on. The second pic was of the whole group and they urged me to take my glasses off. I didn't want to. I thought I looked weird and ugly without them. But they persisted and said I looked older and beautiful. I was persuaded. When the photos came back I still thought I looked weird, but they still thought I looked beautiful. And I remembered that.
That was a long time ago, and now I think I look weird in glasses. Though to be fair, my glasses are the same pair I abandoned in 10th grade. Not particularly en vogue, heh.
One week left!
Thin discs of plastic that change my vision from really blurry to really not? Science! Love it!
My vision went south in fifth grade in roughly the space of a week. That's how I remember it anyway. My desk was at the back of the room and suddenly, one day, I couldn't read the board anymore. Of course, being the quiet kid I was I didn't tell anyone. I just solved the problem myself by walking to the middle of the room to write down the assignments. Made sense to me. :)
My teacher noticed and asked me about it. And then she told my parents. And I ended up with glasses...glasses with huge, red plastic frames. They were really dorky, but I loved them.
Sometime after 8th grade I changed styles to something other than red plastic. In 10th grade I decided I'd had enough of glasses; I wanted to try contacts. I was a bit creeped out by the thought of touching my eye balls and putting something in them, but I still wanted to try. I got over the creepiness fast. Contacts were marvelous! I could see everything! And no pesky frames at the edges of my vision!
I never looked back. (Ba dum bum) Having a full field of vision was amazing to me. Is amazing. I take it a bit for granted now.
I'm thankful for my contacts because they're awesome bits of technology that I depend on every day, but also because of the confidence boost they represent. I went to my 8th grade formal dance with a group of seven good friends (dorks, all of us), and we had our picture taken by the professional photographer on site. The first pic was just me and my then-best friend Nicole and I had my glasses on. The second pic was of the whole group and they urged me to take my glasses off. I didn't want to. I thought I looked weird and ugly without them. But they persisted and said I looked older and beautiful. I was persuaded. When the photos came back I still thought I looked weird, but they still thought I looked beautiful. And I remembered that.
That was a long time ago, and now I think I look weird in glasses. Though to be fair, my glasses are the same pair I abandoned in 10th grade. Not particularly en vogue, heh.
One week left!