I asked my eye doctor about contacts since I hate wearing glasses and can't stand to not wear sunglasses {no I will not consider transition lenses}. He thought I would be a candidate for contacts so I was willing to give it a shot. He put them in my eyes and I did pretty good letting him {I hate touching my eyes} put them in. Then he had one of his assistants go over putting them in and taking them out with me. I thought I was going to get along great because I seemed to do well at the eye doctor.
The next morning I got up 30 minutes early to allow ENOUGH time to mess with them. I couldn't get them in....well 1 of them. I called my SIL and asked her to help me which she was willing to do. I drove to town with 1 contact in which was quite a joy ride...let me tell ya!!! She was able to get them in with no trouble. I called work and let them know I would be late because of my new morning routine {they laughed}. Then later that day I had to have my co-worker help me get them out because I couldn't {we are a close knit group at work and are willing to stick our fingers in other peoples eyes}.
See Amy is taking out my contact {because I suck at it} when we were traveling to our state dental meetings. |
Anyhow, I seem to have a "good contact day" once every 3 days and the rest have been VERY FRUSTRATING!!!! I am about to give up on them.
{{{HUGS}}}
The Farmer's Wife