I’d just gotten these bifocal contacts when Jane got sick—and my eyes have gone further ‘off’ by the month since, until today—well, first we decided to hike a mile down to Pancakes R Us, in the rain—and then I thought I’d have trouble with the hill on the way back, so Jane blazed ahead to get the car and pick me up.

Well, I walked it, and I could generally keep Jane in sight. But I lost her when she crested the Hill and I was still climbing it. I kept looking for the car, but no joy, until I got within a short block of home, and there she was. We waved at each other, she told me ‘good show’ for nearly catching her, and we went off to Walmart for notions needed on the fishtank, like Contact paper for the bottom—when I thought heck, I’ll do it, I’ll walk up to the Walmart vision center where my doc is, and ask for another appointment.

Being rainy, it was a slow day for them, and they walked me right in, ran a test while Jane shopped, and then Jane got to admitting her eyes are ‘off’ too, so she’s gone back now to get checked. And Wednesdays are 20% off for seniors. So…well, my right eye was at .75 and now is 1.75. That was the big change. The left went from 1.25 to 1.50. And I can see! The distance no longer fuzzes!

All my life I lucked out with really good vision near and far, but if I have to choose—and as you age, ultimately you do, I’ll go for correcting the distance with contacts, because the distance is the world you mostly live in; and using reading glasses to correct the astigmatism close up, as for reading, is just fine—because you can always manage glasses at your chair, but not so easily while you’re working outdoors and active. I hadn’t realized how much eye strain I was having…but life is good and rain sparkles again on the branches outside. Love it! Don’t sell the big-box-store docs short: the two optometrists we have at Walmart are the best I’ve had in years and years.