Pre-op, still clinging to those glasses
Until I was 35, I had 20/20 vision—my eyes were perfect in every way.
Then, I started to feel what I thought was severe eyestrain from long hours on the computer at my magazine-publishing job. I frequently had to squint to read anything, and it got to the point where my assistant editor later confessed she thought I was going blind and was worried about me.
I asked my doctor, then my eye doctor, and it turned out my eyes were weakening ahead of schedule. Reluctantly, I started buying glasses: +1, +1,5, eventually +2. Worse, I wore them not only for reading, but for walking around. I relied on them so much I would realize I had them on in the shower.
Recently, a co-worker, when asked how he would draw me so that people could guess it was I said he would draw a pair of glasses in front of a computer. It was just another reminder that—even though I didn't identify as such—I had become a person who wears glasses. Always.
That's when I pondered whether I might be a LASIK candidate.