Eye Had a Rough Day

It's been two years since my last eye exam and since I have monthly disposable contacts (yes that means I only change my contacts every 2 months), I figured it was time I should go get new ones.  Not to mention the fact that I can't really see out of my right eye. 

I would just like to start off this story by saying that I am not stupid.  But man, today at the eye doctor was rough.  I got there and the receptionist asked a few questions and had me come around to look at something.  I didn't hear everything she said but I caught that she wanted me to look at a picture of something.  So I got up close and looked in this little lens (I thought it was a little weird since you normally do that stuff in your exam, but I was a new patient here so I just rolled with it).  So as I was peering in she said, "Um, that's a camera."  Whoops.  I guess what she had said was she wanted to TAKE my picture. 

So I get back into the exam room and the doctor starts looking at my eyes.  When I want a self-esteem boost, I go to the dentist.  They rant and rave about how amazing my teeth are.  When I want to be slammed back down to earth, I'm going to go to the eye doctor.  The first thing he said to me was, "Your corneas look AWFUL!".  In case I didn't hear him, he moved over to the other eye and said it again.  I was actually mildly offended so I said, "Well that's great for my self-esteem.".  I said it jokingly, but Dr. Meany didn't respond.  In fact, he kept going.  "Woah, you NEVER see this with this type of contacts!  I can't believe what they look like!" and "I can't believe your corneas...".  OK.  Enough about my freaking corneas!

So I tell him I can't really see out of my right eye that well and that I know I need a stronger prescription.  So he does all the little flips and lens changes and then sits back and stares at me.  At least I think he was staring, I had my contacts out.  He then tells me, "I can't believe this.  There is no way your right eye and your left eye are what the last people prescribed you.  I think you switched your lenses."  Now, as much as I want to think that I did NOT switch my lenses and the doctors really just messed up and told me the wrong number for the wrong eye, I'm betting that didn't happen.  Which means that I have been wearing the wrong prescription in the wrong eye for TWO YEARS. 

By this point I was just drained and didn't want to be here anymore.  For one final kick to my ego he said, "Ok sit back and cover your right eye."  I did.  He looked at me and said, "Your other right eye.".  I promise I learned my right from my left when I was four.  Or maybe I didn't since I've had my left contact in my right eye for the last two years and vise versa.

So now I have to go back next week to have a check up to see if my poor overprescribed left eye and my underprescribed right eye have corrected themselves and are seeing what they should.  On the bright side I can see REALLY well out of my right eye now.  But on the down side my poor left eye has been overworking itself for two years and now I can't see as good out of it until it fixes itself. 

Man, this was a hard day.  Next our fertility doctors are probably going to tell us that you can't get pregnant through the belly button and we've been doing it wrong for all this time and that's why we're not getting pregnant (kidding).