Driving by braille

So, I am planning on getting this Lasik surgery on my eyes on Thursday, April 7 (but seriously, where else would they be able to do Lasik surgery), which means that I have to go through this veritable barrage of tests in order to see if I am a worthy candidate for the procedure and to get a current prescription which I will then have etched into my corneas and will get to live with for a few years. I had already found out that I am a worthy candidate - just a fairly mild case of myopia (nearsightedness, for people like me who had no clue what that meant) which should easily be corrected by Lasik surgery. So, yesterday I got to go get my eyes dilated (yesterday was the first time I had ever experienced this joy).

You have been warned, don’t blame me and say that I am sick and gross (that may be true, but it isn’t because I didn’t warn you). Before I had my eyes dilated, I got them numbed so that they could use this cool tool to gently poke my cornea to see what sort of “eye-pressure” I have. I suppose that it could be considered like an air-pressure gauge for a tire. I was glad my eyes were numb, I guess, even though I had this weird “I-can’t-feel-my-eyes” experience where my eyes felt weird because I couldn’t actually feel when I was blinking. You wouldn’t think this would anything you would even notice until you have it happen.

Then, I got the awesome drops which dilated my eyes until I looked like my eyes were entirely black - I was definitely hoping that they would go back to normal eventually. I got my eyes checked out (they were in good shape), I got my new prescription, and I got these AWESOME sunglasses. Don’t be at all surprised when you see many people walking down the streets looking exactly like this:

Those will be the days! It took a while before my eyes were not incredibly sensitive to light, but now things are back to normal (at least my vision is back to normal).