Krysten reflects on the weekend: Sunday we went into 'big town' Silverdale for our bi-monthly shopping trip. The difference between this day and all the others is that this is the month for annual eye-checkups so Alan can get more contacts. It has been a couple of years since my last eye check and Alan has challenged me numerous times to try and read a sign or writing...Well, you guessed it, we all knew this day was coming-after 3 hours in the office, waiting, looking through a little hole, and trying to touch my eyeball... I need glasses. I know most of my friends already have glasses or contacts, but I am feeling really bummed- feeling a little old, a little money-spent over the limit (I didn't realize how much these things cost!!!). I have made it so long without. Now, I won't say I have mastered packing for two kids, but I have adjusted to life with four of us in the family now and can successfully get us packed up for a day trip, or a week trip without forgetting too many things. SO...what I did not need was one more thing to remember about myself. I have enough trouble getting time to shower semi-alone in the room or remembering to brush my teeth every day.
I have a week to try the contacts, then next weekend I have to decide which glasses I will choose to wear for the next few years (as long as I can get out of them and get my money's worth), and I also need to decide what to do about contacts. Those of you who know me well, know this will be a hard, long day of deciding. Stupid and shallow yes, but I have semi-dreaded this day for a while (especially since Rachel is not around to tell me how the glasses really look). Monday after 12 trys on my right eye and about 9 on my left, I finally got the contacts in my poor, red, irritated eyes (I don't think I am very good at this).
OK, enough complaining. On a happy, pre-eye trip note- we had a work party in camp on Saturday. Over 30 people came and worked very hard for most of the morning and early afternoon. We also had a great time of fellowship at lunch time. I was working most of the time in the kitchen with Emmy on my back because I thought I would be more help there then running after her in the forest while I tried to rake. It worked out nicely. Praise God for the workers, and only one minor injury. The interest and help was a encouragement. 
Well this has been a long, drawn out post. Time to do something fun...like talk about pictures of the kiddos :)
2 comments:
You poor thing! I feel your pain... my eyes are steadily getting worse and worse. I know my day is coming too. You will look great in the glasses you choose, I know it! And besides, if you take to contacts well, you won't have to wear them too too often, right? Alan will tell you if they really look good or not, right? Regardless, I wish I could be there too. :)
Rachel
what rachel wrote is exactly what i thought, "you poor thing!" although, not as much sympathy with the eye thing. i've been blind since the 3rd grade - there aren't any glasses that look good when you are that young. and i've had contacts since 7th grade. without them people are giant blobs of color and details don't exist. so, now that i've had my own pity party, you can count your blessings that bi-focals aren't around the corner:) hang in there though... they'll feel normal soon. just know you should also get some wind shield wipers for your glasses with all the rain we get!
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