As long as I can remember, I’ve had a huge fear of getting anything near/on/around my eyes. Perfectly normal fear, I suppose, and not one to worry about…except that it’s kept me from getting contacts for my vision.
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.
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?