Eye of the Beholder

To start off this entry, I will say that I have waited years to break down and actually use things that people may consider frivolous. Last week, I received a pair of contacts via mail. As some may know, I do use glasses. However, I get by and not use them. I really hate relying on something that I can put down and forget where I left them. Still though, I am a space cadet and I wondered how I would fare using contact lenses. My answer is terrible. Let me tell you why...

You see, at first, I had a funny feeling that it was going to be difficult in putting them in. I had no idea that it was going to be easier to do brain surgery on the fly, or splitting an atom with a rubber band than putting in these little instruments of Satan on. I struggled for what seemed like an eternity with just one. I kept poking myself in the eye. I finally got so frustrated that I went on YouTube to see an instructional video on how to insert contacts ( yup, I got that pathetic). They made it seem so easy.

So I went back to the bathroom to try once. After a few more minutes of struggling once more, I finally got them in. I went off to work, happy that I have conquered the biggest trial of my life. The day was going fine until I came up against one of the problems of having contacts. I had to put in eye drops until my eyes get accustomed to wearing contacts. This was a minor inconvenience. It wasn't anything I couldn't overcome.

And then, it happened. I never expected this thing to happen to me. My left contact literally rolled towards the back of my eyeball! I am not kidding either. I felt that little demon tool hit my occular nerve ( that's that cord cord that connect your eyeball to your brain)! I have never been in so much pain. I made promises to God that I know I couldn't keep. All I wanted was the pain to stop. I think I even promised my first born in order to stop the pain.

Now you may ask did I learn my lesson and take them out? My answer is nnnnnnnnnooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. I should've but I didn't. I kept on and endured the pain that the cosmos themselves decided to bestow upon me. A kick to the groin would've been more merciful. Watching a Celin Dion concert was more humane. So, finally, at the end of the day, I took my swollen eyes and went home.Yes, I drove home. It was a challenge.

I did learn a valuable lesson. Learn how something works before doing it. That, I did. I am glad to say that I now know how to put them in. What?...... You thought I was going to give up? You should know me better. Keep safe and dream big.