On a nice Sunday afternoon, I sat waiting at my optometrist’s office for the doctor to give me the go ahead to order my next set of contacts. It brought back memories from VIII grade. Waiting on a wooden bench on a busy road in Alwarthirunagar to find out if I needed glasses. Squinting to read the letters on a white background, the doctor pronounced me half blind and ordered prescription glasses for me.
Over the years I have been through glasses with tortoise shell rims, black carbon frames, brown carbon frames and different kinds of lenses. Some with reflective coating, some without. For the longest time I craved those lenses which would change color in sunlight and become more like coolers. I thought glasses made me look “intellectual”. Boy! was I wrong? All it did was to make me look like an Owl.
Then there was this phase where I opted to wear contact lenses much to the chagrin of my cousin who was an optometry student at that time. She advised me against the perils of less oxygen to my cornea, of increased eye infections. The adamance of youth won and I sported RGPs or Rigid Gas Permeable lenses since my eyes were not the normal shape and soft lenses were not for me. That began about 5 years of religiously packing my “lens gear” as I called it everywhere I went. It made me even more responsible than I was. I hated the lens with a vengeance and hated glasses even more. So, when my sister sported soft contact lenses, I would forever be at her back to remove them if she was home. It was so ingrained into my head that it was uncomfortable that I could not relish the idea that others’ found them nice.
Then I went under the laser to correct my vision and the next few years were pure bliss. I remember walking out from my home one day eye patches off and revelling in the fact that I could actually see the distinct leaves in the tree. Till that day, trees were one mass of green or brown. I enjoyed that moment of realization that there was more to everything than that met my eye. Literally!
Then as time passed, I realized I was squinting again while watching television. So, back to the doctors only to find that the laser was not foolproof. This time I had a choice of soft lenses given the advances in technology. For years now, I have been wearing lenses only as long as I have to. I switch to glasses the moment I am home. To me they are the equivalent of staying home in PJ’s.
So, this weekend when I went in for my annual eye exam and the doctor mentioned that there were better lenses now should I want to try them, I was all ears. Fitted with the newest pair, I could hardly feel them. They still dry out before the day is done but they are infinitely more comfy.
I walked out into the sun like many years before enjoying the moment of crystal like clarity. Knowing it will not last too long.