|I now have my glasses
||[Mar. 18th, 2008|10:05 pm]
It’s been an eventful day.|
My tinted glasses were completed and I collected these from the optometrist after work. I paid for the full deal; the tinting and the additional clip-on specs to make my reading easier.
The optometrist gave me a few seconds to test if they were OK, and straight away I noticed that reading was a lot easier with the glasses on.
Coming home I had a further opportunity to wear them on the train travelling home… but I’m getting ahead of myself here.
This morning there was some serious drama at a railway station on the main line. An empty bus with nobody at the wheel rolled down a hill, crashed through two fences and landed on the railway obstructing the track. Train services throughout the metropolitan area were disrupted all day.
Inbound commuters were advised to travel via the North Shore Line…
…yours truly lives in the middle of the North Shore Line….
…when my train arrived this morning I ended up in the usual sardine tin arrangement only worse. There was a blonde woman less than a metre away who could have won a Rose Tyler look-alike, sound-alike contest. She even had the exaggerated body language. She was there with another passenger (no, not Tennant or Eccleson) and just like Rose Tyler she never shut up at any point during the journey…
…my worst nightmare.
That was the morning journey.
Coming home there was again an abnormal crowd, so I deliberately waited until a short-distance train arrived (meaning fewer people aboard).
With a seat below my tail and time to waste I put on my new glasses to give them a longer trial run. There was a small disappointment; the tinted glass doesn’t obscure the dark spot that emerged on my right eyeball last year. Oh well… can’t have everything.
I was overcome by a peculiar phenomenon… I was feeling sleepy. At this stage it’s difficult to tell if my new glasses were actually the cause, or my ongoing state of depression, or just the fact that I’ve been worn out lately.
I guess only time will tell.
Tomorrow I’ll be visiting the Orthopaedic Surgeon in the hope that my left shoulder can be repaired. Christian furs out there are very welcome to include me in their prayers.
Yay for improved vision, even if it means you can more clearly see the strange people next to you on trains!
One of Bill Cosby's early albums included his impression of the New York City subway system, entitled "A Nut In Every Car". I thought it was funny, until I started riding the Bay Area Rapid Transit system.
You have my prayer. In the meantime, here's a thought for the next time someone yaks nearby: Join the conversation and say something that will stop it cold. I can't tell you what precisely, but try something like, "That reminds me of the smell of fresh spandex."
Ouch! I'm not sure I'd be game to try that on the train that I travel to work each day. Although I have employed slightly less adventurous tactics while in places that I don't frequently visit.
I'm guessing stress from getting used to the glasses and from frustration over the shoulder are the main causes. I know I've been getting headaches from new pairs of glasses for the last couple years, so that may be part of yours.
That could well be it. This is the first time I've ever worn glasses, so they will take some getting accustomed to.
Ow. How long (in terms of days or weeks) do you usually have headaches from new glasses?
The first time it only took a couple days to adjust. Took a week or two with my most recent pair for some reason, even though the alteration was minor. Shouldn't take too long, I'd imagine.
wow thats pretty crazy about the bus incident :o
i wish the best for you at the doctors, maybe they can fix it with some duct tape :P
Maybe the bus driver tried to use duct tape on the handbrake handle. :lol:
Thanks Alaskawolf. This one really has me worried. Thankfully I appear to have adequate health insurance to cover the operation, it just remains to be seen if the Orthapaedic Surgeon will recommend a shoulder replacement as the best option. I really hope that they don't have to fuse the bones.
Everyone at work today (20 Mar 08) has been asking me "What's with the shades, Stephan?"
I'd like to do the David Tennant bit where he's wearing the 3D glass and shout "I can see!!" but the sudden pointing gesture would hurt my shoulder.
So it's been almost a month, how's improved vision working out for you? :)
It's fantastic. I don't even need to remind myself to put them on; the moment I start to read anything it's easy to recognise the difference and then I reach for the glasses. (The only exceptions have been when a few demanding people have hurried me into "urgent" jobs and I've been too rushed to get the glasses out of my briefcase).
I no longer have eye-strain related headaches, and I don't appear to be skipping words or sentences the way I used to.
Something very interesting is how I now relate to SOUND while I'm wearing the glasses. I'd realised a long time ago that I rely especially on sound when I'm out and about, particularly when I walk up and down stairs. I've been more conscious of the sound of my feet touching the stairs than of the sight, and I'd been aware of this for many years. On one occasion I was descending the stairs at my railway station when some loud schoolboys drowned out the sound of my feet and I fell down the stairs.
Now that I have the glasses and my depth-perception is much better I'm having to learn to correlate the sight and sound properly. There's a learning curve here as well.
I've been anxious to test my glasses with my cartooning, but all these damned injuries and illnesses have prevented me from applying myself to the comic. I've done a little bit here and there, but not been able to work on it for any lengthy stints. However I have noticed that what I produce is a little more accurate than before. That's a good start!
Hooray, huzzah, and other woot-like noises!