I went to Boston today to see my Eye Doctor. She is a specialist in the field. People refer to her as the doctor of last resort, as she is one of those gifted people who solves the difficult cases. And as you all know my eyes have been a constant worry for many years, and even now I worry about them.
I guess I have every reason to. Although I have good vision now, I have a few things that will need to be monitored over the years, lest I be faced with further problems.
I’ve always thought that life was simple, but these days I am starting to see the fact that nothing is ever really easy and I’m just going to have to accept that, and take care.
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Meanwhile, during the time I waited for my eyes to dilate, and my appointment for the doctor to come, I had a chance to participate in my favorite pastime. People-Watching.
There was the handsome father, neatly dressed, sitting with his arm around his ten year old daughter. While she read her book of ghost stories to him, he closed his eyes and looked peacefully, about to fall asleep.
It made me think of my cousin Janet, who always read those “Ghost Stories” while I was reading “Fairy Tales”.
There was the woman, who was probably my sister’s age, there with her mother. The daughter was trying to get her mother’s paper work filled out, and the mother was more interested in trying to find the chicklets at the bottom of her cavernous purse. I watched them for a long time, amazed with her patience. The daughter’s, not the mother’s.
Then there was the older Asian man. He sat there alone doing nothing at all. Suddenly his cell phone rang and he started speaking in fast Chinese (?) and then suddenly his name was called and he hung up the cell phone,and walked to the technician. She asked if he needed a translator. He stood there looking at her. I wanted to shout at her…”Ah yeah, I think that’s a big yes!”. But I sat quietly, and she finally figured it out.
There were several other people, family members, who like Hubby, had driven or come with their loved ones.
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At the end of the day I was so thankful for Hubby. Not only did he do all the driving for me, but he went out and got me a lovely salad for my lunch, while I waited to see the doctor. He also brought me coffee, and then drove me home after the appointment.
It was a long day made entirely bearable by Hubby. That and the pronouncement that I have 20/20 vision. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that things will stay the same and that my eyes will last a lifetime.
