“Am I going blind?”
This was what I asked my ophthalmologist during my annual eye exam last week.
I’m weird about eyeballs. I could never wear contacts. The thought of touching my eyeball sends chills down my spine. As for the Discovery Channel episodes about eyeballs, can’t watch them.
Bright lights, drops, puffs of air, and the dilation readied me for the exam. The technician performed an array of tests. The finale was two photographs taken of my eyeballs. Spots stole my vision for a couple of minutes.
Finally, the doctor entered the room. We chatted briefly, and he took a seat in front of the computer to review my test results.
He scrolled through the screen before standing and turning off the lights. “I want to recheck a few things. Some of the readings might be incorrect.”
At first, I thought, okay, there’s always a chance for human error on the part of the technician. There was no error.
When the doctor asked me to lean forward, look through the lens, and read the two lines, I complied. The problem was, when I looked, I only saw one line.
“Are there two lines now?” I asked, blinking a few times.
“Yes. Let’s try it again,” he suggested.
My heart pounded in my chest. How can a writer write if she can’t see? How can I drive to my day job? Will I ever see my first book cover?
After a few adjustments by the doctor, I finally saw the two lines. I released a heavy breath and asked, “What’s wrong with my eyes? Why couldn’t I see the second line?”
He smiled and turned on the lights. “You were looking through lenses based on your current prescription. Your eyes have changed a lot since last year.”
In the end, the doctor showed me the pictures of my eyeballs on a giant screen, which gave me the willies. He said my arteries were in great health and there were no signs of macular degeneration or glaucoma.
With blurry eyes, I headed to the front desk to buy my new lenses. As I strolled out the door, I was relieved I wasn’t going blind. I was thankful for my good eye insurance that covered 100% of the over $400 exam, including the new lenses. I was also thankful that I only live one mile from my doctor’s office. Driving in bright sunlight after having your eyes dilated is blinding.
How are your eyes?