Day 7: Contacts

I have had glasses since sixth grade. At first, I loved them. I could see what people really looked like, I could see the school board, I could see the clock; what more could I ask for? It never really occurred to me how annoying glasses would soon get to be. But it did. Whether I was running my daily dose of time or playing on the piano, my glasses would slide down the crook of my nose until it would be nearly hanging off the edge. It was a burden to have to constantly push my glasses up so I would not have to look like an old lady. Then, contacts came into discussion. Schoolwork, and especially studying, was tough for me at the time and my nights were usually late-nights, so my parents did not like the idea of contacts. But then I got in luck.

A couple of days ago, my dad announced that his company would be switching insurance companies in within two weeks. The new one was undecided, so obviously, it would be best to take advantage of any insurance covers that were still available. My dad’s insurance allowed a coverage for a yearly eye examination as well as a purchase of contacts or glasses. There would still be a copay, but it would be much less than the original prices. Years before, I would usually get contacts because according to my parents, I was too young to have contacts and did not need them as well. But at this point, my parents were debating whether or not I should get contacts. I got a spare pair of glasses towards the end of last year, so another pair would not also be redundant but also useless. That was probably the reason why they decided on letting me get contacts.

Today, I went to try on contacts for the first time. I had gotten my eyes checked and evaluated yesterday so today would be the day I would get my contacts… for the first time! On the car ride there, I was excited, but at the same time, nervous. What if I could not get the contacts out? Would they stay in my eye forever? Will I poke my eye? Will I die? Call me silly, but it was my first time, and I could not help but think about those questions. It took me ten times to finally get my right contact in. But with that practice, I got my left one in within three times. Taking them out scared me a little, but I felt proud when they came out. With contacts, I feel like I have 20/20 vision again. Now, I can see without any major burdens, and I can look pretty, too!

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About Tiffany Y.

Welcome to my Slice of Life Challenge! My name is Tiffany Y. and I love to listen to music, to eat food, and to travel. This blog is a challenge for me to post about a piece of what happens in my life every day. "It's my life, it's now or never, I ain't gonna live forever, I just want to live while I'm alive." - Bon Jovi

4 responses to “Day 7: Contacts

  1. thereadingzone

    Congrats, Tiffany! I got contacts in 6th grade and it’s been awesome. You are going to love having “regular” vision. 🙂

  2. Hannah K

    Contacts are really fantastic. They are so much more convenient for everyday use. And no, you will not die, but pulling things in and out of your eyes will take a while to get used to. I can’t wait to see them!!!

  3. Emma Clark

    I have glasses, but not contacts. I can’t see the board without my glasses, but half of the time I forget to wear them! Oh well. I only wear them during classes, so I wouldn’t really need contacts anyway. I’m so happy for you that you got contacts, I cant wait to see them tomorrow!! 🙂

  4. Lauren

    Girl you told me you were getting them in a few weeks!! Your pants must be on fire 😋😋😋 but I’m so happy for you!!

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