Jackson Miller

I was a nervous wreck when I rode my bike from Nashville to DC and back last month. It was particularly bad in the mountains. A large part of my nerves were because I was having a hard time seeing the turns up ahead (and the stakes are so much higher on a bike).

I started to wonder if maybe I needed glasses. Sure, in hindsight there were all kinds of other clues like headaches, trouble seeing at night, problems with glare, etc. The thing is, I have always had perfect vision. I didn’t think I could really need glasses.

Luckily, my desire to no die a fiery death on my motorcycle proved to be stronger than my delusion that I could never really need glasses (at least not this young).

I had tried to get my eyes checked a couple of times recently, but it didn’t work out. I don’t really have much downtime and it is hard for me to schedule much of anything. (And if we are being honest, I usually put ‘taking care of myself’ at the bottom of the todo list).

On Sunday morning I was at a mall in Grand Rapids, MI. Sabrina had a couple of her cousins meet us there . I realized it was a perfect time to get my eyes checked. The first place didn’t have a Dr on duty, but the second place could see me immediately.

As I sat down in the exam chair I felt like I had just wasted $54. I tried to tell myself that it is better to be safe than sorry, but that $54 could have been put to good use. The first test was some machine that gives a ballpark guess at what the vision problem is. Within 10 seconds of sitting in the chair the doc told me I was far sighted.

What?!?! There must be some mistake! How could that be?! etc, etc

So, now I have to wear glasses. Not just when I read, but when I work on a computer or drive; so, like all the time.

The irony is that I have always wanted to wear glasses. I thought they would make me look smarter. The only time I have not wanted glasses was the moment I learned I needed them.