I experienced a rite of passage yesterday. When all was said, done, tested, and paid for, we went for dinner at Cracker Barrel because I needed comfort food. When Mitch went through this, I’m ashamed to say I made fun of him. Now that it’s my turn, I humbly implored mercy, and he showed enough good character to repay me with kindness.
And not only Mitch but everyone else. At Cracker Barrel, I had to ask the waitress to read the Children’s Menu to me so I could make sure my son wasn’t ordering extra stuff that didn’t come with his meal. My daughter is a big mac ‘n cheese fan, so I pointed to the thumbnail size picture of what appeared to be a plateful of orange grubs, since the caption was obviously typed in a 3-point font.
After months of putting my prescription reading glasses on, off, on, off, straining for my eyes to refocus again and again on objects near and far, I’m finally willing to make the plunge, step over the line, belly up to the bar and take a swing at the ball – if, that is, I can see it coming. (Is that a golf ball they’re pitching?)
Ten years ago, I would have gone to great lengths to avoid asking anyone for help, even if it had been needed. But time softens one’s resignations to life’s harsh realities, so it was with only mild trepidation that I ordered my first pair of bifocals yesterday.
But during the next seven business days, if you see me groping or squinting or feeling my way, have a heart. If you’re still in your 20’s, I promise to be nice to you someday. When it’s your turn.
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4 comments:
I can get into Cracker Barrel in a big way! BTW, welcome to old folks club :-) D
LOL!
I've worn glasses since I've been 19. I was fine until the bank I worked at went computerized. As soon as that happened, my eyes deteriorated every year until I quit the bank. Since then, they've remained stable.
I don't know what the heck kind of computer screens they used, but it did a job on me.
Can't prove anything though.
I know I'm heading down the road to bifocals myself ...but I'm resisting too. For as long as I can. *grin*
Kinda sounds like we have something in common....*giggle*
Makes me think more and more about laser eye surgery! Imagine getting up and being able to read the prescription bottle by your bed (or the onscreen guide for DirectTV). I have a hard time reading my Bible sometimes because I bought the smallest print I could read a few years back to save a few bucks. Now I sometimes have to use a magnifying glass!
My mom says has the same fears, even though she has been wearing glasses her whole life.
Now she has two contact lens, one for distance and one for near objects.
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