I got a pair of glasses today. I’ve been in denial about slight shortsightedness for oh eight years now. And it’s a pretty difficult form of denial to maintain. Constantly having to remind yourself that your eyesight is perfect, it’s just that all distant text is printed pretty shoddily these days, is tiring after a while. As is the slight delay in recognising words/people/things. Anyway, my eyesight isn’t that bad which is why I was able to sort of kid myself on for a while but it finally came time to bite the bullet.
I wasn’t really looking forward to getting specs to be honest. The obvious worry is that they make you look like an idiot. And my nose is pretty flat and squint. So I was also worried about the whole logistics of it all. My biggest fear was that the optician would say, ‘Sorry Mr Wright your face is a funny shape- you’re going to have to wear a couple of monocles’.
But in the end it worked out okay. I got a pair of specs that look okay, stay on and get the job done. Everything is high resolution again… it’s like I just traded in my slightly wonky telly for an HDTV plasma screen.