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Phone Contacts

Posted on by Josef Havelka

I added a new number recently into my cellphone. I think it means I have entered the next stage in my life. If I ever put it as a “Favorite” then I’ll be reaching the final few years of my life.

Yeah. I added a pharmacy phone number into my phone. I have gotten prescriptions elsewhere. Previously, if I ever needed a refill I would just look on my bottle or inhaler and call the pharmacy. Easy-peasy. Except the last time.

Maybe I’m getting old, or maybe I just wasn’t focusing. But I had a tough time reading the label on my inhaler. The writing was too damn small! I tried to use my phone and take a picture so I could zoom in. That got me most of the number. But I didn’t want to hazard a guess. I ended up looking up the pharmacy phone number online. After I called in the refill- I stored the phone number into my phone.

No more trying to squint or take pictures for this old man. I don’t think I need glasses quite yet. But I do think I may need to set my phone to a larger font… ah the joys of creating my mid-forties.

Contacts

Posted on by Josef Havelka

I have never needed prescription glasses. The last time I had my eyes checked- I had better than 20/20 vision. Hooray!

A few years ago I bought a pair of red contacts for some steampunk cosplay I was doing. The first few times of putting them in were absolute hell. My eyes were so irritated and my allergies flared up. Eventually, I became accustomed to it. So a few years later I bought some spiderweb ones for Halloween. I really enjoyed wearing both, but could only do a short time before they felt like someone was using a scouring pad on my corneas. I’d want to gouge my eyes out with a frozen ice cream scoop just to ease the burning.

Last year I threw out the lenses since I hadn’t worn them in ages. I had forgotten them in the back of a drawer and they had dried out. I kind of like having eyesight, so tossing out cheap contacts seemed like a logical thing to do.

Not having to stick my fingers into my eyes on a regular basis made me appreciate my eyesight. My wife had Laser eye surgery over a year ago to correct her vision. She’s still not perfect, but does not require contacts anymore. She’s happier now.

Maybe I’ll buy some new cosmetic contacts again one day, but only when my memory of the pain is diminished.