Just Another Day In The Life Of...

My family is alternately laughing at me 

and shaking their heads in my direction.

It might have something to do with my less than stellar vision. 

It's really not nice to laugh at people with

poor eyesight but they are quite amused and 

unwilling to hide their mirth. 

My baby girl's boyfriend, who is usually

way nicer to me than the people who live here,

is even looking at me with poorly concealed

laughter in his eyes.

Nobody seems concerned by the fact that I have

had difficulty seeing all day. 

I drove in the dark this morning 

to a hospital to supervise the

cardiologist treating my oldest daughter.

(That's a whole different post but he did okay. 

He says she is fixed and that is music to this mama's ears!)

I watched heart monitors, crocheted a hat for the grandson,

held multiple text conversations, drove home, evaluated possible

curtains for the den and cooked dinner only burning one finger 

in the process.

I did all of that with a definite squint, people. 

Because it's hard for me to see.

I keep forgetting to make an appointment for my 

yearly eye exam. 

I blame the coma.

In fact, I haven't been able to see clearly all day and it has just about

driven me the rest of the way to crazy.

I have had poor eyesight most of my life and have been

known to express my frustration at this inability to see

clearly in a loud and inappropriate voice. 

Or at least a gusty sigh

Anyway, I finally had a minute to relax by reading some very

entertaining Facebook comments concerning the failure

of our school board to cancel school due to the anticipated

cold weather. (By the way-It's wind chill NOT wind shield

in case you too are confused as to the correct terminology. 

Just sayin'..........)

"I have GOT to make an eye appointment," I may or may not

have yelled as I yanked my glasses from my face to clean 

the lenses. 

In accordance with my policy of attack first

because offense is the best defense,

the very next thing I uttered was, 

"Why didn't any of you tell me I was missing a lens?" 

Yep.

I've been walking around all day with no right lens. 

That might explain why I burned my fingers.

Now I just need to explain how it never occurred to me

to wonder why my eyesight diminished so drastically overnight.

Oh I know. 

It's the coma again. 

Just sayin'................