G-L-A-S-S-E-S

I suspect that most glasses-less people go to the eye doctor dreading getting glasses.
Most probably want to keep their glasses-less face.

I am not most people.

For as long as I can remember, every time I went to the eye doctor, I wanted glasses. I was always disappointed when I was told that I didn't need them.

Today...
Was different.

I arrived, sat down, and noticed to both my horror and joy that I couldn't read the last line of letters.
Nope.
I could read the other four, but not the last one. I couldn't see it right. It was blurry and too small. I thought I could make out an "O" but I wasn't sure whether it really WAS an "O" or whether it was a "Q".

At the end of the appointment, the doctor said that I have a stigma in both eyes.

For those of you who don't know, that means that the lenses in my eyes are all wonky and I'm seeing things that are a slightly different shape. (So while the circle might look like this: O  I'm seeing it more like this: 0.)
This doesn't matter for most things, but for reading, it definitely does.
(And sightseeing, according to the doctor.)

So, guess who is getting glasses!

My brother!
And me. :)
:D


Ken has a problem kinda like double vision, where his eyes are both projecting a slightly different picture, and his brain has to work 3 times as hard to put the images together. Like my stigmas, it's not a big deal for larger objects (i.e. a car), but for reading it's very important.

So, next week, both Kenneth and I will have our glasses.

Ken will wear his glasses:
While reading
While playing piano
While playing video games

I will wear my glasses:
Whenever I'm doing homework
Whenever I start driving
Whenever I'm playing piano
Whenever I have to see something far away (that matters).