So, I finally made it to my eye doctor for my checkup today. New doctor since I moved last year. And he did that eye drop thing–you know, the dilation where bright lights hurt and everything goes fuzzy for a while?
As I’m leaving, he says I’m fine to drive but not to read until the afternoon.
“Sure,” I say, thinking about the bifocals–excuse me, “progressive” lenses–that I’ve been forced to get. Yep, I’m getting old.
So I’m driving home, squinting despite the clouds and sunglasses, and it hits me–what’s he mean NO reading??? Is he nuts? I spend maybe 12-14 hours a day reading, either for fun or research or while writing, answering emails, checking out blogs, news online, more writing, etc, etc……
NO reading???
I got home and thought, to heck with this, and immediately sprang to my computer intending to catch up on emails and then plow into the new scene I dreamed up.
Big mistake. Not only couldn’t read a darn thing, I got a splitting headache from trying.
Maybe it was the glare from the monitor….tried a book. Whoa, no way!!
It was only 11am what the heck was I gonna do for the rest of the day until I could read again? Clean the house–yeah, right, in your dreams.
So I did the next best thing and had my own private film fest. Popcorn and all. Watched What Women Want with Mel Gibson and some actress, then saw Braveheart with Mel Gibson and some actress….anyone seeing a trend here?
Lethal Weapon was up next when I realized I could read the writing on the case, so thought I’d best get back to work.
So, what would you do if you couldn’t read for a day?
I’d go friggin’ bonkers. Probably would do the same as you, though, and watch movies. I used to have to have my eyes dialated when I was a kid–haven’t had that done in a while, but it was always awful and boring and frustrating.