I wear contacts much more frequently than I wear glasses.  A few reasons for that, not least of which because I see much better in contacts than glasses.  Must be the peripheral vision, I don’t know.  Doesn’t hurt that it’s cheaper to replace contact lenses than glasses.

When I bought those frames I loved them.  For a long time.  Remember, early 2000’s when the teeny tiny frames were in style?  Great for people like me with extreme nearsightedness, combining the small frames and lightweight, thin as they can make them lenses they were almost comfortable.  For a few hours.

Because this is life, and this is life on the Fringe, I had a little accident when throwing garbage away yesterday.  I know there’s a wind tunnel kind of thing in the compactor chute.  At this time of year, every time you open the door, bits of dirt and grit whoosh out.  I know this.  Hell, I even blogged about it here. I turn my face away when I open the chute, but something went horribly wrong and I got a face full of scratchy muck, mysteriously drawn straight to my eyes.  I think the left one just got irritated, the right one, though, extra special.  Something got under the contact, because that eye went straight from oh! to holy shit I think my eyeball is on fire!

If there’s anything I’ve learned from many years of wearing contact lenses, when something goes wrong take them out right away.  I did, and found my glasses.  Which you can see, from the photo above, have had better days.  The finish on the frames has worn off in spots, the protective anti-glare coating is scratched, and there’s a little piece of frame missing from the top–if I move my head too quickly, the left lens pops out.  Excellent.

The prescription on these glasses is two or three levels behind my most current rx.  You look blurry, I look blurry, can I just stay in bed?  I know, I know, I should change the lenses on the glasses when I get new contacts, but glasses are freaking expensive.  And by the last time I got a new scrip, it didn’t even seem worth it unless I was getting new frames, too.  Did I mention this was also my last pair of contacts?  Between the too-weak glasses, the thought of the bill for new glasses, new contacts, the co-pay for the eye doctor and the pain in my eyes, I’ve had a headache for about twenty-four hours now.  Better and better.

I need an eye dr appt, and then I’m going to have to go and replace the contacts and glasses.  For the record, when you have vision as poor as mine, there’s no such thing as glasses in an hour, or contacts that are in stock.  Skip the Tylenol, pass the Excedrin and keep it coming for at least 5 days, please.