Sunday, May 25, 2008
Just a short post tonight, at the end of a long day of sleeping and reading, grocery shopping and a brief trip to the mall. Why the mall? The Lenscrafters there has my optometry records. The reason that's important can be seen in the photo above. Friday night, a few hours after I presumably joined the ranks of the uninsured, the bridge of my three-year-old glasses spontaneously broke in half. Honestly. All I did was take my glasses off. There was no resistance involved, and darn little gravity. The glasses have been falling off my face for months, though, so I knew they weren't exactly in great shape.
My 2005 prescription was written with a one-year expiration date, so I have an appointment for a new exam on Monday. I have very bad myopia, so I'm at high risk for a detached retina and stuff like that, although I'm sure I'm fine in that respect. Meanwhile I'm wearing the only old glasses I could find. I figure they're a minimum of six years old, possibly a decade.
What's the other disaster? We don't know for sure what's going on, but the past week Tuffy has seemed awfully frail - head down, moving slowly, no enthusiasm and very little hanging out with us. John and I both think we're coming down to the end with her. She has a scheduled appointment for mid-June, and we're trying to decide whether to make it sooner. Poor Tuff. John touched her snoot the other day and she yelped and ran away. And yet she still eats cheese and dog biscuits, so her appetite is actually pretty good.