I went... right over to Laurel Mall, where I spontaneously decided to get an eye exam and contact lens fitting. Hence the subject line. My eyes haven't changed... Yay! But on the negative side, that still means they are shaped like footballs and not basketballs. But my perscription is the same (-6.00 in the right, and -7.25 in the left) and he could put me in some trial lenses right away. One eye the expensive one, and one eye the cheaper one. He didn't want to tell me which was which, so I'd pick based on comfort, but his assistant gave me a helpful hint. "Which one do YOU think it is?" The one you can wear for a month instead of two weeks is more expensive. So then the putting on, something I haven't tried in about 12 years. Got it down, excellent. Then I realized, he's not correcting my astigmatism. Dude, why? Things are blurry! Oh, apparently it is mild enough, and my eyes are SO DRY, that I should try dry-eye-sensitive contacts in lieu of contact that actually thoroughly correct my vision. This, he says, he recommends all the time. Alright... who's the eye doc here? Not me. Fine, I'm not paying for any yet anyways. So, yes, I apparently have a low-tear-producing vision system. Great, that's why this experiment failed over a decade ago. So right now, my eyes feel all deserty, and like there's little saucers in them, but I can SEE (mostly), and wear SUNGLASSES, and this makes me happy thus far. I have to wear them 4 hours the first day. I am 2 hours in. I feel like things are constantly about to poke me in the eye now that I have no protection. And I can see every single flaw in my skin and the big circles under my eyes so much better now.
So I'm out and about buying cheapass sunglasses at Claire's and looking at shirts that declare me "BOOTYLICIOUS" at Deb, and I hear a "Hello". It's Chris. Whoah. Literally five minutes ago I had been thinking, hey, it's the Electronics Boutique that Chris and I used to go to twice a week so that he could buy every new game that was released. Lo and behold, he was in the Mall selling some old games and hoping for a new one in the shipment, when he saw me wandering around and wondered if that redheaded weirdo with no glasses could be Kim. And to his credit, he walked into a Deb to find out. We shared some fries in the food court and talked movies. Cool.
Now I'm home, and I had to change the resolution on my monitor so I can see it. Not a good sign. If these do work out, it's $300.00 a year. If the vision problem is too bad, I have to try a different, more expensive kind that aren't as good for people with dry eyes. I can't freaking win! Oh, and my dry eye problem is trouble for Lasik he tells me, not that I would ever consider that. Now, to see if I can continue to stay awake. AGH.