My Eye!

When I was a kid “My Eye!” was an important part of everyday speech in the vocabulary of most of us; even a several times a day part of speech.

“I can run to that tree faster than you!”

“My Eye!”, and away we went.

“I’m going to get a brand new five speed bike for my birthday!”

“My Eye!”

“Yes, I am!”

“Un uh!” (Phrases like “No way” weren’t yet invented.)

I say “My eye” to folks rather frequently these days. I’ve advocated the removal of these cataracts for several years now, and even in January, when I proved my horrible night vision in some special testing (I failed the big E through bright lights test; I could not see the big E through the glare of a headlight light!), my ever cautious doctor would not let me schedule the second surgery until we passed through the first.

“It might not solve your problem,” he cautioned.

My Eye!

One day later, at my post op visit, I scheduled my other eye. For March 17^th, the first available date. Two months later, and all I want is this whole affair behind me. “If anyone cancels...” I said. Yea, right. Who’s giving up their date to see again.

Yesterday was another useless snow day; I went back to bed after being rudely awakened by the obviously millennial school manager at 6-15 for a two hour bus delay and again at 7-45 for school cancellation due to inclement weather. I turned off my alarm and went back to sleep until 9-15! Two inches of cotton under me and two inches of comforter over me!

Quarter of ten, about to tuck into breakfast, and I got the call. Some wimp cancelled their pre-op visit, meaning they also give up their cataract surgery date of February 17^th. It’s all mine! It can keep on snowing and soon I won’t see yellow snow from my left eye and white snow from my right. All white, all right!

The weather was so awful yesterday that the kids and I spent the day in the car, running errands. Snow day, my eye! 

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I go on about the light, but I have to give colors credit, too. I had no idea my eyes were still blue. I thought they had become grey. On the other hand, something rolled under my desk recently and I found and retrieved at once, and without the use of a flash light. I wonder, when I have two new eyes, if I will see through buildings.