And It Just Got Better

I am so thrilled that I had to stop after my eye exam for a chocolat chaud and croissant.

I started wearing brown cat-eye glasses in elementary school. Even at my first eye exam, the necessary myopic correction was large and I wore heavy bottle glass lenses. Combined with astigmatism, I was a “classic” case. Each annual appointment resulted in new glasses because the numbers increased until into my late 40s.  Then, the natural aging process required correction to my reading vision as well and progressive bifocals became the norm. I never liked contacts so I’ve worn glasses for over 50 years.

At today’s (first) french eye exam, I confirmed I no longer need the reading vision correction! I can buy and wear glasses only for distance correction, which means I only need to wear glasses occasionally!!!!! There aren’t enough exclamation points to share my joy!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I still need to go to the opthamologist every year for a glaucoma check. But I’m very hopeful I can buy (the very expensive-can be over $800) french pair of glasses to last a very long time…as long as I don’t set them down on the table to read a menu and forget to pick them back up after lunch!

(u)   x(o)x


About julijoyeux

I am looking to find myself in France. When I do, I'll share my pictures and stories with you!
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5 Responses to And It Just Got Better

  1. Marjorie Koval says:

    Interesting perspective about your glasses and how your eyes are changing for the good!


  2. C says:

    Oh good! Your eyes get better and mine get worse! You can steer and I’ll work the pedals.😇😍👍


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