It occurred to me recently that it had been several years since my last eye doctor visit, and I had noticed some changes in my sight including blurriness and tired eyes. It was suggested that I go to an MD instead of an OD, so I made an appointment with a new doc. In the exam room, he placed little lens in front of my glasses to my delight, "Oh, that is much better!" I exclaimed. "Yes, you need bifocals." He flatly stated. "But I am too young for bifocals!" I laughed outloud, but sobbed inside. I always told myself to age with grace, but at that moment I was being a seriously awkward mofo. Previously, my eye care went like this...Step 1: Eye exam. Step 2: Select new frames from the selection available. Step 3: Pay. Simple. At this office, he handed me the prescription and left the room. No, "Have a nice day." or "Do you have any questions about this new vision requirement?" Dilated and dazed, I left the office without even a glance at the frame selection, then drove home wincing from the normally beloved sunny day. What exactly did needing bifocal mean to me? Was it just another pair of glasses or the ringing of my death bell? Ha!
I was considering ordering my new glasses online, but realized that my prescription did not include the PD numbers. I called the office back, requesting my PDs, which they told me they could not provide unless I returned to the office. Since I was not thrilled about the first visit and did not want to provide them with further funds, I decided to go elsewhere to get those numbers. I returned to Gemini Eyecare, where I used to get glasses and found a modern black cat eye frame. Cost almost $300 with insurance, but I felt hesitant and did not complete the order. Was it the cost? Did I just know subconsciously that they were not the right frames for my face or was I avoiding this new phase in my life? I was stressed and confused. Then I tried Eyemart and found a pair of modern black rectangular frames for just over $100. Again no commitment. I thought about my artist friend Tiffany Clark and her amazing hand-crafted wood frames. Did I want something with artsy personality? I decided to shop around and see if there was one out there that fit my needs and my face, which I already knew, is small for an adult woman. Yes, some of these frames are from the children's section and STILL seem too big.
With most of these frames, I would put them on and think, "Hmmm...I really like these! These are the ones!" Then I would snap a photo, look at the photo and change my mind. Crap. This was not going to be an easy task. At my husband's insistence, I even tried frames from Warby Parker for a free at home try on. All too big. One thing I did learn from Warby Parker is that the plastic frames could be an option for me. I had never considered them before because I need those little nose footers, but the WPs made me realize that some plastic frames have a notch at the top to allow those of us not born with Barbie noses to wear plastic frames. That was a glorious moment. That brings up the question of whether I should even consider ordering them online. Numerous people have warned me against such thoughts, both because of personal experience or because the concept is ludicrous to them. How can a website possibly do what trained professionals do in person? I went back to Eyemart and found a black metal frame, in the kids section, and I am content....I think. Now to get used to the world swimming around me from these wacky progressive lens!