After my eye exam this morning (no glaucoma, no cataracts, retinas photographed well, no problems aside from being preposterously nearsighted and astigmatic) I was told it would take 10-14 days for new glasses to be made.
Not to be daunted, I paid the exam copay and walked up the street to the one-hour eyeglass shop. After picking out frames and negotiating add-ons and insurance, I found out WHY it would've taken 10-14 days: high-index phototransitioning material takes a lot longer to properly acquire and grind to perfection than one hour.
They quoted a week, though the difference may also be attributable to me deciding to forego the anti-reflective coating as a cost-saving measure. I then asked what I could get in an hour, since I was looking to get a spare pair anyway.
Since they only had one of the frames I liked in stock, I picked out a similar, slightly cheaper pair, and agreed the spare set would not be high-index or phototransitioning, and they gave me the option of paying half the amount up front and half when the other pair comes in next week, so I would be sure to make rent.
All told, the exam ended up taking 7:00am-8:00am, the retina photo happened around 9:00am, the up-the-street glasses shop opened at 9:30am, and I walked out with my glasses around noon.
The ghostly images of the living room lamp currently haunting the left side of my vision are, I suspect, not just the result of a lack of anti-reflective coating, but the non-high-index polycarbonate lens refracting at the extreme left where it's ridiculously thick--the same effect that causes the edges of my vision to be fisheyed in a way that reminds me of Minecraft. To the point where I took a few practice swings with my foam pickaxe when I got home. (Needless to say, if the material were old-style glass or plastic, the resulting glasses would probably qualify as safety goggles... and exercise weights.)
I had but a few minutes to get lunch, send an email out to my coworkers, and get out the door to barely avoid missing the bus (if I had, I might as well have just blown off the meeting entirely because it's an hour long meeting and I would have been arriving 50 minutes late) to Bothell. An hour long bus ride each way for an hour long meeting that I barely had any role in. Sigh.
But I am happy to have glasses again. Yesterday and this morning constitute the longest continuous period I have been without clear vision in, so far as I can remember, my entire life. I do not remember when I got my first pair of glasses, so the time before that doesn't count.
Of note: During the eye exam, I kept having to wipe tears out of my eyes because I was making such an effort to accurately and quickly choose which lens of each pairwise choice gave a clearer view of the line of letters... that I didn't blink enough.
6 years, 2 months ago
23 May 2012 02:03 CEST