Friday, February 13, 2009
Last week, I went to the optometrist for the first time in two years & learned something that I wasn't expecting. It turns out that my left eye has gotten a lot worse. Oh well. When I was alone in the exam room, a big, burly guy in blue coveralls came in the office and wanted an appointment. Dr. Horner politely told him that he would have to wait, because right now, there was "a little girl getting dilated." (you stay out of here, you scary man, you!!) I had good laugh over that one. After she had taken a look at the insurance papers, she said she had something for me. I looked inside the bag, and I found that she had given me six bottles of contact solution. How kind!