I was excited for today to come. I finally had an appointment to get contacts. Where are you going glasses!? Wait a minute! Hear me out! We aren't breaking up, I promise!
I have worn glasses since I was 13 years old. I tried contacts once in high school and by try I mean the doctor got a foot from my eyeball with the contact and I freaked out and told him he was fucking crazy. Ever since that incident, I never even had an interest in contacts. Not one bit. Ever. Me and my glasses were best friends forever with matching broken heart necklaces and everything.
Then there was a whole situation about a year and a half ago. I had gone in for my annual eye exam and no surprise to me I needed new prescription lenses. Somehow while checking my current presciption, the woman smudged my lenses permanently. It almost looked like they had melted a bit. So I was FORCED into wearing contacts for a whole week straight while my new lenses came in. It was such an interesting experience to say the least. I remember calling Dustin crying and he told me to go back inside and put those damn contacts in my eyes. Matt and Rachelle were nearby and put their plans on hold to come and give me moral support and all the encouragement I needed. The
video. It took about an hour but I actually got both contacts in my eyes! Go Team Benton!
Thankfully, I ended up getting my $200+ lenses for free. Suckas! But as soon as those lenses came in I went right back to glasses and never looked back. Until now.
Recently, I have wanted contacts for when I'm out and about doing more physical activities (sporting events, swimming, theme parks, yoga, etc.) I love my glasses but it would just be easier if I had contacts to do certain things. But over the past few weeks I have really had an urge for them so I can wear more glasses. I know that probably doesn't make much sense but there are just so many cute sunglasses out there that I have literally never been able to wear. Of course I try them on all the time because I love glasses but I never purchased any. That would mean another $200 bill for prescription lenses. But with contacts I could go glasses crazy.
My plan is to wear contacts every now and again, mostly during any kind of hard core physical activity or when I wanted to wear sunglasses. I would still wear my glasses 90% of the time. I just don't really feel like myself without them. I feel they are just a part of me like a tattoo or freckle. I even feel prettier IN them than without them. My glasses are more than just glasses to me. They are part of my identity. But I am still open to options. Still open to a slight change to make my life a little easier.
So there I am waiting to be seen by the eye doctor for an hour. Apparently he was behind schedule which was fine. I was annoyed by it but I was determined so I waited patiently playing Family Feud on my iPhone. While waiting these two sisters were running around the office like they had just poured a pound of sugar in their mouth. Come on people, control your children. I was exhausted and I didn't have any association with them. Exhausted by a stranger's child. That whole kid thing is overrated but I digress.
I was finally seen at 6PM. He gave me contacts to put in my eyes. It took me a little while to get them in. He kept telling me how I was doing it wrong. I knew what I was doing but I kept blinking. He would then yell at me for it. I kept thinking in my head "what a fucking asshole". I mean I have NEVER worn contacts in my life other than the week I HAD TO. Cut me some slack. He could have been just a little more patient. He then gave me an exam with the contacts in to make sure I could see. Then I had to get them out which wasn't too bad at all. He started to go over how to rinse them, store them, blahblah. That's when it happened. I was standing and started to feel queasy. I started to lose my balance. I ignored him completely and just went to sit down in the lobby. That's when it really got bad. I started to pass out. The black dots, nausea, panic, sweat. I called Dustin and asked him to come down there. I needed a familiar face while I felt like death. Passing out always looks like no big deal in the movies but it is truly one of the worst feelings in the world. The doctor got me some water and I started to come out of it right as Dustin showed up. I made it home and laid on the couch while Dustin took care of me. He put a cold wash cloth under my neck (that always helps when I pass out while getting my blood drawn which always seems to happen these days). He got me some soda and gave me the remote - all while he cooked us dinner. I felt much better after lying down and getting some food in my system. I guess it can happen when changing from glasses to contacts but I had never heard of it. It didn't happen last time. Guess I'm just a wimp.
I'm supposed to wear the trial contacts for a few hours a day to get used to them. Now I'm a little nervous but I plan to just wear them at home for safety. Nothing is ever easy, is it?
