This week was an...intense week!
Since coming home from the hospital I've noticed that when I put my glasses on they seemed weird. It would take a few...ten...or more minutes for my eyes to adjust. Which is strange because I've been wearing glasses since I was eight and these were brand new. I mean brand spanking new a month ago.
Wednesday morning I wake up and as I'm washing my hands I realize I can read the box that is sitting on the counter. I thought that's weird, I think I can read that. Now, the reason I thought this was so strange was because I cannot read things that are more than a foot away from my eyes. My first thought was that I must have slept in my contacts--but I never do that. But I checked. Nope. I tried my glasses on and holy crap they were not working.
This was about the time I started to freak out a little bit. It had been a week since being diagnosed with diabetes and they kept talking about my eyes. You need to make sure you take care of yourself and because your eye sight can get worse and you know some people go blind. That I was prepared for. Waking up and being able to see better but not being able to see perfect freaked me out. I tried my contacts--terrible! I tried my old glasses--not much better then the new ones. Eventually I got around to trying Megs with Legs' glasses--better. They weren't good but better. So I took those to work.
It was a terrible long day! I spent most of the day not wearing glasses because I could see pretty well, but I needed them because I teach seventh graders and they tend to be little stinkers sometimes. Luckily, I was able to find an eye doctor who had an appointment available. Seriously, I'm a big Wal-Mart Eye Center fan! And after freaking out all day wondering what the heck was going on with my eyes--and my body in general--Dr. Schell put all my fears to rest.
Apparently, when you have high blood sugar--which I did--your lenses absorb the excess sugar. Who knows how long I've had high blood sugar because now that my levels are lower, my lenses are less swollen, and I see better than I have in years. Seriously, I cannot remember when I could see this well without glasses or contacts. Apparently being diagnosed with D2 isn't all bad. Unfortunately, I still have an astigmatism so my new contacts weren't cheap but I really do need to see what those little fetchers are doing in the back of my classroom!