When one of my contacts has this perpetual blurry spot that just won’t go away no matter how many times you squinch your eyelid, yawn to create tears, or blink to move it around. Yes, that’s right–I’m far too lazy to take out the contact to wash it. Though I have a feeling that this one has a “death is imminent” label stamped on it.
You see, I have this habit of wearing my contacts 24/7. I apparently don’t believe it taking them out before bed. My main thing is due to the fact that I hate waking up blind. My eyesight is currently a -5.00 (in both eyes.) This means that I cannot see far (nearsighted.) I even might have a slight astigmatism since both of my parents have this “problem.” Trust me, poor eyesight is prominent with both family genes. Literally every family member I have either wears glasses or contacts. I have a feeling that I might even get cataracts when I’m older.
I say that because my paternal grandma is starting to develop cataracts, and my maternal grandmother has already had this, as well as her sister (my great-aunt.)
April 2nd is going to be the first Ophthalmologist visit I’ve had since probably either 2003 or 2004. I’m not counting the time last year where I had to go because of pink eye. I have my eye on some new glasses, since I broke my pair last year when I had to wear them because of pink eye (and the fact that because of pink eye, I tossed out the ONLY pair of contacts I had. I’d have bought more but because places online require a doctor to approve of it against your prescription, I was more or less screwed.)
But these glasses. They’re cute. But they make me look like even more of a nerd. Sweet.