Today I was told about my farsightedness! Usually I’d take this as a compliment to my wonderful planning abilities or efficient management skills. Today however, I was at the Mary Taber Schell campus of CMCH – so all statements about farsightedness need to be taken with a pinch of salt. Or rather, with a convex lens. Because I got my first pair (or rather pairs) of specs (spectacles and not specifications!). It felt like a sort of coming of age (literally!?) especially since hypermetropia is supposed to hit you in the 40’s and I still have a long way to go. Last week, with much trepidation, I (and my two grandmothers, uncle, father and friend) visited the ophthalmologist. Incidentally, he’s hypermetropic too! Optometry, fogging, drops for dilation and slit lamp – minutes later I was in the optical shop selecting frames. That’s how quick it was. Today I picked up the finished products. Apparently, I’ve used up my accommodating power; or at least my eyes have. So to relax them, the convex lenses act like a magnifying glass. Pretty straightforward stuff actually. But the whole deal of wearing spectacles is far from straightforward.
Wear them all the time
Take them off with both hands
Don’t wipe them dry
They fog up when you drink your morning coffee
Don’t scratch them-don’t sit on them
Don’t get them splashed with splatter from the kitchen
So much helpful advice. Diopters, focal length, IOLs, cilliary muscles, blurred.
Plastic lenses are better than glass
Lenses scratch easily
Frameless ones pinch your nose
Big frames are heavy on your nose
You look strict and stern
You look like a school teacher!
Advice to be taken with a bagful of salt!
All of last week, in anticipation of the new specs, I’ve been much more observant of other peoples glasses. The most exotic were Mr Tharoor’s magnetic clics which seem quite funky (when you are 60 and keep losing them!) Maybe I’ll get a pair of those next time!