Not long ago I had my eyes examined to see if my glasses needed adjustment. I called up a local optometrist, Dr. I. Ball, OD, to get an appointment.
As I was sitting in the exam chair and looking at letters on the wall… or at least the bottom two rows… I had some questions for the doctor. I asked him what the black spots were that keep moving around in front of my eyes? He quickly said, “Too many birthdays.” So I asked him what about the little red lines that flash on and off in my eyes? Same answer, “Too many birthdays.” Now I decided to multiply the question: How about the little red dots, the greenish fog, not seeing up or down very well, the bluish frost, and crying over nothing, and standing and staring off in distance? “Well,” he says, “I think most of these issues are simply too many birthdays.”
It seems that my eye condition was simply too many birthdays. He finished the exam and changed the lens on the right side by one zillionth of a centimeter and ordered new glasses. After spending $427 for new glasses, I cannot see one bit differently or better but at least I know what’s wrong with my eyes.
“Having eyes do you not see…” Jesus