I've recently come to realize...
...just how much of an ass my old optometrist really was.
Some of you may remember the results of my last eye exam...though probably not, since it was a while ago. Here's the angsty rant about it, straight from my old and much beloved DJ. I knew the guy was an ass...he really made me feel like, when he stuck the things in my eyes and put the drops in, that it was MY fault I had to blink, as if there were something wrong and immature with me. As if I were being intentionally stubborn.
I went to a new eye doctor this time. We changed our practitioners after the old one gave my mother a fairly poor prescription the last time she was there. I came in feeling confident that I might be able to get contacts because this doctor may give me a chance and not be an asshole about it like the last one. Our new optometrist is a woman...a very tiny person with the most adorable squeaky voice--and probably about 4-5 months pregnant to boot ^^; The difference between her and the Asshole from before was ridiculously dramatic. She was wonderfully patient about the contacts thing and told me I have a very strong "blink reflex," which is why it would be difficult for me to get them in. Whereas the other guy said I had sensitive eyes and wouldn't be able to deal with having things in my eyes all the time even though I tried to convince him that I'd get used to them; I'm resilient like that.
Anyway, new optometrist lady (I forget her name -_- so deal with pronouns and non-proper nouns for now), said that she has seen a lot of patients with the same problem as mine that have still gotten contacts; it just takes them a few extra weeks to get used to putting them in. Thing is, I'm going back to school for the summer next weekend, so obviously I don't have those extra weeks. She recommended that we find a place in Baltimore to which I could go during summer semester to get contacts, thereby removing the time limit. So....somehow we're going to try to find a place there. Somehow. I just wish we had started going to this optometry office last year...I would have had plenty of time to get used to them during high school.
Eh. But she said with the right amount of persistence and motivation I would probably get used to them eventually. It's nice to be given that kind of hope and encouragement in something I'd been told was impossible :)
Some of you may remember the results of my last eye exam...though probably not, since it was a while ago. Here's the angsty rant about it, straight from my old and much beloved DJ. I knew the guy was an ass...he really made me feel like, when he stuck the things in my eyes and put the drops in, that it was MY fault I had to blink, as if there were something wrong and immature with me. As if I were being intentionally stubborn.
I went to a new eye doctor this time. We changed our practitioners after the old one gave my mother a fairly poor prescription the last time she was there. I came in feeling confident that I might be able to get contacts because this doctor may give me a chance and not be an asshole about it like the last one. Our new optometrist is a woman...a very tiny person with the most adorable squeaky voice--and probably about 4-5 months pregnant to boot ^^; The difference between her and the Asshole from before was ridiculously dramatic. She was wonderfully patient about the contacts thing and told me I have a very strong "blink reflex," which is why it would be difficult for me to get them in. Whereas the other guy said I had sensitive eyes and wouldn't be able to deal with having things in my eyes all the time even though I tried to convince him that I'd get used to them; I'm resilient like that.
Anyway, new optometrist lady (I forget her name -_- so deal with pronouns and non-proper nouns for now), said that she has seen a lot of patients with the same problem as mine that have still gotten contacts; it just takes them a few extra weeks to get used to putting them in. Thing is, I'm going back to school for the summer next weekend, so obviously I don't have those extra weeks. She recommended that we find a place in Baltimore to which I could go during summer semester to get contacts, thereby removing the time limit. So....somehow we're going to try to find a place there. Somehow. I just wish we had started going to this optometry office last year...I would have had plenty of time to get used to them during high school.
Eh. But she said with the right amount of persistence and motivation I would probably get used to them eventually. It's nice to be given that kind of hope and encouragement in something I'd been told was impossible :)