When the call came from Kaiser at about 4:00 today, for once I didnít hesitate. I donít like driving through town (much less all the way across town) in the middle of the afternoon rush, but my glasses were ready. I wasnít willing to wait another day, so I jumped in the car and calmly (you know me) wished all the crazies out of my way as I fishtailed across lanes to get there. (Not really. As I said, you know me.)
My experience with new glasses has been mixed at best, so Iím reserving my wholehearted endorsement for a few days, but so far, so good. I mean, I can see better, both at distance and up close. I can read tiny print without taking my glasses off, although my first instinct, after all these years, is to take them off anyway. I have to fight that.
Best of all, no dizziness, no headaches. Maybe itís just one of my non-dizzy days, or maybe clearing up the vistas really is one of the big answers Iíve been looking for. I wonít go overboard and call it a cure, but I will say Iím optimistic that life might be a little brighter from now on. I no longer fear the fine print.