
I began my Valentine's Day celebration with a fine man with an advanced degree staring deeply into my eyes. Yep, you guessed it, I went to the optometrist. It has been many, many moons since my last actual eye exam (HourEyes not withstanding), and I'm pleased to report I don't have glaucoma, macular degeneration, cataracts, or presbyopia. What I do have is a pair of baby blues who, apparently, are sick to death that their owner who never takes out her contacts. It seems this results in the development of some new blood vessels around the cornea, which sometimes gives...
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