Mmm…glasses.
I remember when I got my first pair back in 4th grade. To quote: “Mom! I can see all of the leaves!”
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Those where my exact numbers. I always felt self conscience wearing glasses and contacts are a pain. Back in October I did laser surgery and now I can see better than ever. Hands down, the best money I’ve ever spent.
That was just what I said, and at the same age too.
Personally, I need new glasses, as I’ve been wearing the same pair for 5 years, and they’re much the worse for wear. They’re held together by solder at both temples and the nose, and the ear pads now consist entirely of tape.
Geeky enough for 'yall?
I got my first pair in grade 2. I don’t remember the adjustment; what I remember is relief from the intolerable headaches I’d been getting. It felt like there was a 200-lb lead weight pressing down on my head. When I told my dad, he knew immediately what the problem was, because he’d had the same symptoms when he was 12, with the same solution. The headaches disappeared, and I had glasses just like the grown-ups!
Word to the wise, Ender. Don’t mess around with a spectacle case. It’ll get lost or broken or left in a rental car. Just resign yourself to being framed, or get contacts.
And prescription shades! I used to have a pair of those.
I left them in a rental car.
Pah, pansies all of you. I’ve had glasses since I was 5! 5-friggin years old!
Do you have any idea how tormenting it is to be the only child ever in KINDERGARTEN with glasses. THICK, HORN-RIMMED, TORTOISE-SHELL GLASSES! I had sucky glasses for nearly 15 years!
My life is much better since I grew up and realized that I was allowed to spend lots of money on my glasses that look good.
[sub]bitter, no I’m not bitter[/sub]
When I hit 45, I went from occasionally needing reading specs to asking my kid “Can you read this?” I now wear progressive trifocals nearly every waking moment. In fact, I’m overdue for a checkup, and I know I’ll be needing new ones as I’m relying on the strongest area of the lens more than anything.
Ah, the cruel, cruel hand of age…
Wow. You all are blind as bats. No, bats at least have radar. You all are blind as Venetians.
I had a friend in elementary school that could probably match you. Glasses thicker than Louie Anderson eating a swimming pool full of butterscotch pudding. I don’t think they had made contacts that could clear up his eyesight. Do they have them now? He told me once that if they had contacts that could help him, the lenses would have been so thick it would have been hard to blink. That could have been an exaggeration, but I don’t believe it. I’ve told him a million times I hate exaggerations.
Rilchiam, you said spectacles. Heh heh heh heh heh.
At least I have funky glasses now, and my prescription has never really been very strong. -2.5 or so at the moment, which is enough that the one time I had my glasses stolen (I never wore them while working at a restaurant, because they’d get covered in oil and flour), I was confident in my ability to drive home on less-used streets at night.
I got my first pair in high school (I think I was 15), but I never wore them. My vision was better than 20/40 and it was too much hassle for so little improvement. When I enlisted, Uncle Sam gave me a newer prescription that actually ended up a little too strong. Without them, I was still able to qualify as a Sharpshooter (33/40) but with them, I hit 40/40 three times in a row. Ever since, I go without them almost all the time. I tried contact lenses for a while but my base curve is 9.0 and that means I always have to special order lenses and it often takes weeks to get them.
I generally only wear them while driving now. In OK, uncorrected vision must be better than 20/100 to avoid a corrective lens restriction on Class D licenses. Since I got my Class B CDL, I’m now subject to a 20/40 minimum, which is just a little better than what my vision is now. That means if I’m driving my car, I have to wear my glasses anyway, despite the fact that my vision is more than sufficient to pass the requirements non-commercial drivers must meet. Grrr.