When I was fourteen, the optometrist that my family had been going to for years decided that it was time to retire and sold his practice and records to the other optometrist office in town. Approximately, eight months later, I go in to the new place for my yearly eye checkup.
I go through the various tests, noticing that there were not only a LOT more then with the previous eye doc, but that they seemed to be more comprehensive as well. For some of the exams, I needed to surrender my glasses, which promptly disappeared with one of the techs.
I’m still going through one of the preliminary exams when the tech who took my glasses storms back into the room and starts grilling me about my glasses. In particular, she wanted to know just what the
was with the lenses. Apparently previous eye doc had done the prescription so that one of the focusing prisms was at ninety-degrees to normal. There were some other oddities with the lenses, but that is the only one I remember almost twenty years later.
The tech was getting more and more frustrated when my answer to every single question was, ‘Previous optometrist was Retired Doc, and I was told that he sold his practice and records to this office.’ I have no idea what Tech was expecting, I was fourteen years old and didn’t know the details of my eyes inside and out. Especially as my eyes were changing often enough that I needed new glasses every other year or so.
The questions about my glasses finally ended when the Dr wandered over to see what the holdup was and overheard me asking the tech what happened to the records from Retired Docs office, and that all of the info she needed about my eyes and glasses should be in said records. :innocent:
After a quick conversation between Dr and Tech, I’m given the last couple preview tests (something about a blinking light and then that evil, evil puff of air into the eye.) Then ushered into the exam room to be subjected to the bright, bright lights of the proper eye exam.
I’ve been going to that same office ever since and the Doc and I banter back and forth during the exam now. Mostly her commenting that I should be bouncing off of things like a human pinball, me commenting that she hasn’t seen me drive.

I have learned a few things about my eyes; I have a lazy eye and only see out of one eye at a time. Average pupil width for people is 3mm, mine is 6mm. Which explains why I have always hated bright daylight and could see in darkness when most people were still stumbling around blind. … As an aside, an easy way to freak people out in the dark is to tell someone which way to go so they don’t walk into any furniture.
I go through the various tests, noticing that there were not only a LOT more then with the previous eye doc, but that they seemed to be more comprehensive as well. For some of the exams, I needed to surrender my glasses, which promptly disappeared with one of the techs.
I’m still going through one of the preliminary exams when the tech who took my glasses storms back into the room and starts grilling me about my glasses. In particular, she wanted to know just what the
was with the lenses. Apparently previous eye doc had done the prescription so that one of the focusing prisms was at ninety-degrees to normal. There were some other oddities with the lenses, but that is the only one I remember almost twenty years later.The tech was getting more and more frustrated when my answer to every single question was, ‘Previous optometrist was Retired Doc, and I was told that he sold his practice and records to this office.’ I have no idea what Tech was expecting, I was fourteen years old and didn’t know the details of my eyes inside and out. Especially as my eyes were changing often enough that I needed new glasses every other year or so.
The questions about my glasses finally ended when the Dr wandered over to see what the holdup was and overheard me asking the tech what happened to the records from Retired Docs office, and that all of the info she needed about my eyes and glasses should be in said records. :innocent:
After a quick conversation between Dr and Tech, I’m given the last couple preview tests (something about a blinking light and then that evil, evil puff of air into the eye.) Then ushered into the exam room to be subjected to the bright, bright lights of the proper eye exam.
I’ve been going to that same office ever since and the Doc and I banter back and forth during the exam now. Mostly her commenting that I should be bouncing off of things like a human pinball, me commenting that she hasn’t seen me drive.

I have learned a few things about my eyes; I have a lazy eye and only see out of one eye at a time. Average pupil width for people is 3mm, mine is 6mm. Which explains why I have always hated bright daylight and could see in darkness when most people were still stumbling around blind. … As an aside, an easy way to freak people out in the dark is to tell someone which way to go so they don’t walk into any furniture.

that's hilarious!
and you weren't driving yet!


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