The B word & the F word

Went to the eye doctor today & somehow the B word came up & even the F word ...

I know some of you might be thinking, "Why was she a bitch cussing at the eye doctor?"

This time, however, it was not me, but the doctor using such language ...

Bi-focals!  (You are in your FORTIES...)

While I am not ready for them yet, it seems they are looming in my future.  I had hoped that my astigmatism would "save" me from such a fate, but no dice.  While my next pair of new glasses will be the regular kind, it may be that that the pair after that may end up being bi-focals.

Such is life!

Funny story #1 from the eye doctor visit:  The receptionist started gasping as I was dealing with her & my first thought was that she was having a heart attack.  It seemed that she really liked my engagement & wedding rings & made a huge fuss over them.  She called half the office over to see them too.  << blush >>

Funny story #2 from the eye doctor visit:  The tech doing the preliminary exam on me was completely flabbergasted by my inability to see the eye chart without glasses. 

Tech: Remove your glasses & let me know which line you can read.
AMR: silence
Tech: Which line can you read?
AMR: None, but I can tell you that there is a big white dot on the wall.
Tech: !?!?!?!?!?!  REALLY??
AMR: Yes, really.
Tech:  Wow, you really do have bad vision!
AMR: umm ... thanks