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We are breaking Zoe into contact lenses. I would like Irene to have them too, but Roy says, “Just one girl at a time.”
I remembered the hassle it was getting me contact lenses at 16. Jamshedpur, the small Indian town we then lived in did not have a contact lenses clinic, so my dad took a train to Aligarh, and I took a train there from boarding school. We met up, stayed in a hotel, ate out, and got me lenses.
Why? Because we believed that people are more confident if they look more attractive, and so we believed shedding glasses might boost self-confidence!
I can’t believe how vain I was at 16, and how much hassle I put my dad through!!
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And now we are going through the break in to hard (rigid gas permeable) lenses with Zoe, and she’s giving us a bit of trouble to keep in them. Braces for her next month, fingers crossed. I never needed them.
Irene asks, “Did you know we’d have weak eyes when you got married?”
Me, “Yes. Both of us have weak eyes.”
Though mine are getting better each year with aging, and I may soon no longer need contacts, but reading glasses!!
Irene, “Was there anything you could have done?”
Me, “We could have not got married.”
She, considering this, “Oh!”
Roy, “But we also knew you would definitely be smart.”
Irene, cheering up, “Oh.”
Zoe, “And you also knew we’d have at least a 50 percent chance of cockiness.”
Roy and I in unison, “Oh, who do you think you got your cockiness from?”
Zoe, “No comment.”
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“No comment.” Wise girl, Zoe. 🙂
Lol! Zoe's with you. After almost 3 uneventful decades with lenses, I am used to them!
Out of the mouths of babes……
Best of luck with the contacts, I feel very lucky not to need them at my age because I'd never have the guts to stick things in my eyes.