So there was this thing where the last time I got glasses the eye doctor told me I had the beginning signs of macular degeneration. He was just like, “This is something that’s going to happen to you. By the time you’re fifty you could be having some serious vision problems or you might even go blind,” then he was like, “Don’t worry about it. Buy these expensive vitamins and live your life. Whatevs.” He was so casual about it, handing me this awful news. He didn’t even give me any pamphlets or anything.
Anyways, I panicked for a few days, then I got on with my life like he’d suggested. I even kind of forgot about it — or at least it wasn’t this looming awful in my brain.
But I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately as I find myself leaning closer and closer to the computer screen to be able to read it. I didn’t even notice what was happening, until I realized I’d set my zoom in my word processing programs to 140% and I’m starting to feel like it should be bigger.
I’m kind of scared about going blind. Reading has always been one of the biggest things in my life, and I don’t know what I’m going to do if I’m no longer able to just pick up one of my favorite books and start reading. It makes me sad.
I’ve gotta scrape together some money for a new eye exam and new glasses. It should help me a lot in being able to read. I just don’t like the fact that my vision has gone wonky so fast. I don’t think it’s a good sign.
Harper Kingsley 