December 2011 my left eye got mysteriously better, and my prescription was updated. About a month later my left eye seemed like it was getting blurry again despite wearing my glasses. Then some time later I accidentally left my prescription sunglasses at my parents' house and their dog deemed it a new, pokey chew toy. I mean really, the ends of the pieces that go around the ears, once the plastic has been shredded back, is some seriously pointed metal. The dog must have thought it was a new style tooth pick or something. Needless-to-say, I almost never wear my regular glasses, and the sunglasses took the loss, so I haven't been wearing prescription glasses for the bulk of this year.
Today, I was informed that I'm not only back to 20/20 vision, but that the astigmatism is pretty much gone and what little blurriness I get is from having dry eyes, as confirmed by a test
, along with what looks like a "finger print" on the middle layer of my cornea, as my optometrist called it. So, I don't get a new prescription, and I don't even have to continue wearing prescription glasses, but I do have to keep eye drops in my eyes.
This will be the second time in my life that I've gone from having prescription glasses to no glasses at all. Also, my eye ball freckles (scroll down to Choroidal Nevus
in this link) are still there and still behaving themselves.
In other news, I've been re-watching Doctor Who and Torchwood in order of episode air dates. I've just watched Turn Left (DW.S4.E11) in which Donna has to make the choice to turn right and live one life or turn left and live another. It's an interesting paradox. That led me to recall how many times I've had to explain to my mother the paradox inherent in the remake of The Time Machine in which Jeremy Irons shows the hero why his past must always turn out the way it does. This led me to thinking about all the "unanswered prayers" in life, which in turn has led to a whole host of other thoughts...
...and now I've taken a Benadryl so that my brain will turn off and stop spinning up and allow me to get some sleep.
PS - Benadryl doesn't seem to stop "baking my noodle" at wondering if Neo would have still broken the vase if The Oracle hadn't said anything about it.