I was able to get an appointment the next day. Same chart; where are those big letters? The doctor flipped different sized lens in front of my eyes and then told me, "I can't do anything for you with glasses." So I have cataracts in both eyes and will have laser surgery after a physical and more tests.
I don't particularly dread the surgery; I'm a tough cookie, but not so tough when it comes to making the early morning trips to the office. You see, I'm somewhat agoraphobic, and being away from home makes me very nervous. I think of things at night and I can feel my insides being tied in knots; then I pray and try to think of my sewing room. Sometimes I'd like to just fasten the door, work on my projects and not ever have to feel those knots again.
I had to find a PCP because I haven't been to a doctor since the 80s; I haven't needed to go. Now the magnets on the refrigerator hold slips of paper with dates and times and I try to ignore them and push it all aside.
It's strange, how years ago I couldn't see up close and had to have glasses to read; now that's changed, I can see up close fairly well, but everything in the distance seems to be in a fog.
Since I'm still able to see how to sew, I'm making things from larger pieces of fabric.