The Friday Five

I had an eye doctor appointment this week.

1. I hate the puff test for glaucoma. It feels like someone shot a bb through your eyeball and out through the back of your head. I usually blink in anticipation so the test has to be repeated and repeated. But, they have a new machine! A very gentle puff. The technician got the results the very first time!

2. The field test machine, aka the Star Wars Game (press the button when you see the pinpoint of light), was new, too. The machine was a lot quieter and faster.

3. Without glasses, can you read this tiny line of print? I had to trombone my arm. Yes, I can read the line if you hold the page up and go out into the hall.

4. Better or worse? What E? When the doc put a prism in front of me, the sky cleared, and I heard a heavenly choir. I can see!  Praise be!

5. I got to opt out of the dilated fundus test. You know the one where eye drops are put into your eyes to dilate the pupil to the size of a dinner plate? Then your pupils stay dilated for four days and your eyeballs can absorb light from Alpha Centauri. While your vision is still blurry, you're sent across the hall to pick out your new frames. You can't read the price tag so you end up picking out the most expensive frame. Not this time! And if the frame was expensive, it's because I was dazzled by the blue awesomeness.