May 12, 2016

I See You !







1963.  Cat eye glasses.  I wore these when I joined the Army.

1974?  Great big, oversized, heavy real glass glasses that broke falling off my nose several times yet were very fashionable.


The carpet cleaners came just as I was heading out for the Opthomoligist’s office.  I missed the whole show as one young man struggled to get the last folk’s soap out of our carpet. 

Instead of just checking the pressure in my eyes, I got everything done but dilated.  My right eye was noticeably worse, weepy and crusty.  I was noticeably unhappy.  After most of the new electronic tests, no cataract surgery for 6 months or more, and the usual testing for new glasses, I came home happy for the moment.  The pressure is still within the normal range…barely.

My round glasses that I love are repaired, I’ve ordered a new pair.  The new frames are a dark royal blue and a little larger than my last pair.  The oculist told me that I was fun.  “Next time,” she told me, “Buy white.  Then you can be red, white, and blue.”  I left laughing.

Hopefully, I will see you better when I get my new glasses.



2011.  My favorite pair, and I am still wearing them.



  • Himself:  Opened all the doors and windows then turned the fans on. 


  • Herself:  He was grateful that I got a Saturday Morning appointment in four months for the long appointment.


  • Reading:  Still working on the book about White House wives.


  • Gratitudes:  That I am still allowed to drive a few places tho I was questioned about this.


  • 7 comments:

    1. Your glasses evolution was interesting! Love the first picture with your babies!

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    2. I'd forgotten about real glass lenses! May your favorite frames last forever.

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    3. I liked having big glasses. I miss my old pair. They don't make them big anymore. Sigh... I really like your favorite pair.

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    4. hi! new to your blog! Yep, I'm keeping glaucoma and cataracts at bay. I feel your pain. ;)

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    5. The eyes, the ears, what's next to go? On review, I find I am repeating myself so maybe its the brain.

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      1. If I am not repeating myself, I am forgetting myself. LOL

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