My Visit To The Opthamologist

The shape of my eyeballs apparently fall into the category of 'design flaw'. They look fine from the outside (thank god...) but without help, I am functionally blind (not really, but yes). As a result I have had to include 'Visit To The Opthamologist' on my list of annual health check up routines. Fortunately for me, it happens to be an experience I rather enjoy- mainly because an Opthamologist's examination room looks like this;

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Immaculate and retro. You feel like you're in a scene in one of those early technicolor films where they used all those beautiful variations of dove grey for the sets so the actors would pop out when they hit the screen.  

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Oh sure, they've got some new diagnostic equipment on board, but mainly it's very 'old school'.

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I did not actually look into this little box, (VERY uncharacteristic of me since the BF says my middle name should really be Pandora...) but seriously, what DOCTOR in the year 2013 who is capable of performing modern surgical procedures has any diagnostic equipment in a wooden box?! 

Why, an Opthamologist of course.

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Where else can you get a doctor exam, keep all of your personal bits fully clothed AND sit in an olde timey barber chair to be examined?

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Have you been soothed by the pervasive, cool, soothing late 40's/ early 50's tones of grey yet?

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That is DEF a joy stick of some sort and it elicits no fear in me at all. 

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This brings us to my FAVORITE piece of equipment; the phoropter!

It was patented in 1921 and my doctor said it really hasn't changed much since then. When we started to talk about how beautiful it was externally, her eyes lit up and she said, 'Oh, the really wonderful part is that it has the capability to identify thousands and thousands of  different prescriptions!'

Her enthusiasm made me love it more (which I did not think was possible!). 

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Here is my doctor. (She's a laid-back doll!)

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Anyway, my eyes have actually improved! (I'm certain it's just an accidental positive by-product of my body degrading, but hey- winning!)

She also dilated my pupils which I found a little on the thrilling side for some reason known only to my twisted psyche, but it eventually made me nauseous and I settled right back down.