Not just four eyes. I'm six eyes when it's sunny.
No, I do not have those fancy prescription sunglasses or those fancy prescription glasses that magically turn into sunglasses and then magically turn back to regular glasses. Nope. I've just got straight-up regular glasses. Without my contacts or glasses, I am beyond blind. If I want to read something without my glasses, it needs to be less than six inches from my face. Side note: my blindness has made it pretty difficult to put on make-up this week, and I'm not even allowed to wear eye make-up. But the point I'm trying to make here is that my pink eye isn't all bad. I get to wear more accessories than usual- I don't have to decide between regular glasses OR sunglasses. Nope. I get to wear both. Who said pink eye was all bad?
2 comments:
You're handling your ailment with such grace and aplomb! And accessories! (Rock that giant flower, honey.)
"Aplomb." I love that word.
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