Skabewis

By D.J. Vanas © 2008
News From Indian Country

Lately, I’ve noticed myself squinting at things in the distance, so a few weeks ago I decided to have my eyes examined. OK, my wife decided that for me. I had corrective laser surgery in 1996 and hadn’t even been to an eye doctor since. Toward the end of my exam the doctor dilated my eyes. My pupils were flared out, catching all the light and not allowing me to focus. She suggested I find a pair of glasses I liked while the eye drops took effect. Everything was terribly blurry and the light was painful. I could barely see the frames on my face, and couldn’t read any letters or prices. Now here I was, standing alone in the lobby which also served as their frame selection area. I took frame after frame of horrible looking glasses off the wall and put them on my face. Too small, too exotic, too pink – and does this one have rhinestones? It had been quite awhile since I’d shopped for eyeglasses but this was ridiculous! Have the styles really changed this much?

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