Optical Gambit
I'm either making the biggest mistake of my life or making the best choice of my life, or more than likely I'm having a procedure done. In a few hours I'm going to have laser beams shot into my eyes, on purpose. I'm strangely calm about the whole concept, and vaguely optimistic that everything will be fine. At the end of the day my expectations are that I will awake in the morning and not need to use glasses any more. I've been wearing them since my Freshman year in High School, which I understand isn't too bad amongst the bespectacled. Many of whom have been wearing glasses since young childhood. I've been considering Lasik since the first time I heard about it, but the cost of the process and the idea that they shot lasers into your eyes made it seem like something I could hold off on, especially since I've never found wearing glassed to be a burden.
I finally decided to bite the bullet. Mitzy's sister-in-law works at a place that does Lasik, and she and her husband had their procedure done there. Plus they do a free consultation, which is par for the course now a days, but since my current glasses were in need of replacing I figured I'd go in and check it out. So I did, and I was impressed with the place, and I found out that I'm a particularly good candidate for Lasik (which I'm sure they say to all the girls), so I set the thing up.
We'll see I guess, or maybe not if the whole thing goes south.