So, having bad enough eyes that glasses no longer help other than when I am doing super close up work or reading is taking a lot of getting used to.
I can now leave the house without feeling that I am naked, after all I have been wearing glasses for the last 30 years, so they are kinda a big part of me.
This year though with the fabulous bright summer days I wasn’t actually leaving the house without glasses on, because for the first time I was wearing sunglasses, really nice wrap around sunglasses by Trespass, not fancy in anyway, but very comfortable. In fact, I have been wearing my sunglasses this week as between the rain showers the sun has been blaring through the clouds.
It is interesting to ‘see’ (excuse the pun) how people treat me differently. I haven’t been asked if I am a guide dog trainer once! I have been offered more assistance than ever before and God knows I have needed it!
I have felt more vulnerable than ever, not even being able to see my friend that I know who is stood directly beside me. I haven’t coped so well with dealing with the frustration that this has caused me.
My shopping habits have changed, I am no longer a bargain hunter in stores, nor have I bought any new clothes, it is so hard now. Much more harder than I imagined it would be.
More than I am happy to admit right now.