Been totally terrified of it.
But I decided that it was about dang time for a dang grownup to get over his dang fears...so off I went to the optometrist. And in the process, I found the perfect cure for eye-related fears: A super-tough-but-kind-hearted nurse from Russia.
Man! Now I see how the Russians survive those winters: Sheer, unyeilding stubbornness...tainted with genuine big-heartedness. This woman was awesome. <"Yew vill not be leefing dis hoffice, mah friend, until yew haff put zose contacts hinto yer eyes. An' I vill stand here and help yew until yew do.">
And by God, she did. Took me 2 1/2 hours, but with her help I got 'em in!
And today, when I tried it again at home, it only took me an hour. So...progress! Right?