Sunday, May 2, 2010
What I Don't Know About the Golden Years Could Fill a Book
I got new glasses last week, bifocals. I really need glasses only to read, but I dislike constantly taking them on and off, so bifocals seemed the logical choice. Here’s the catch with bifocals that no one told me, as you adjust to focusing through bifocal lenses, it throws off your depth perception. I took two hard falls last Friday before I realized that my glasses were a problem. The first fall I landed on my left knee and my cheekbone. The left side of my face looks like I should be taking up residence in a domestic violence shelter. After a week my purple eye and cheek are fading to shades of green and lavender. Unfortunately my husband did not make this trip to Austin with me so I couldn’t play up the humor potential of this situation.
I finally have those sculpted high cheekbones that I’ve always wanted…well, make that cheekbone. At least the swelling fills out the crows feet.
What else am I going to learn the hard way about aging in America?