Four-Eyes, Ugly Eyes

I had an eye appt today. I thought it would be a routine check-up and I would leave the office with fresh contact lenses and a prescription in hand. Alas, this was not to be... I have extra blood vessels on my eyes, caused by a lack of oxygen which was caused by teen-age neglect. They have become inflamed once more (after several years of no problems) and the doctor told me to go without contacts for 3 months. After 3 months we can see if the vessels have drained and find a better, more oxygen-friendly pair of contacts. This is horrible, terrible, awful, no-good, very bad news. And by that I mean the glasses news, not the blood vessels news. Which proves my perspective is skewed. I keep trying to tell myself that in the grand scheme of life a few months in glasses is no big deal. I try to reflect on the blessings of sight and of the availability of good eye care. Perhaps I will be better able to do this next week. For today I am still reeling from the shock. All those days of grade-school teasing and years of self-consciousness are right at the surface. All that baggage once again weighing me down. And because I NEVER wear my glasses, everyone is noticing them and commenting on them which makes me feel worse and more self-concious. I'll feel better next week I'm sure but for now - this sucks!