Yeah, I did the touchy eye thing, and if you can deal with not thinking about it, it's way better than the puff of air. It's just, hey, blue light VERY VERY CLOSE to me. That's what the yellow dye is for. It also makes you feel numb and puffy momentarily.
Also I did the weird peripheral vision test where you click every time you see a dot, which makes me all paranoid. Well, more paranoid than the baseline state of Liese.
But I have lots of glaucoma in the family, including my grandmother who was misdiagnosed originally and essentially went blind from it, so I am happy to do all the tests. And in fact, although I'm typically high normal on the pressure test, this time I was normal normal. So yay!
Ha! That dot chasing made me paranoid. I wanted to do it over because I thought I could do it better!
I too get paranoid by the clicky test.
But I need a diabetic eye exam, which means dilated eyes and a very bright light shown in them for 57 kabillion hours. ( maybe 30 to 45 minutes) it makes me very ill feeling
True! He always says in a calm reassuring voice, "You did just fine." And I always think, "Show me the printout! I bet I had false positives! What percentage is an acceptable miss rate? Where is my blind spot? Give me the damn paper!"
But I say, mildly, "Oh, good."
You guys are certifiable.
::aims antenna at their unprotected-by-tinfoil heads::
I do. We were running late getting out the door (missed the school bus, so Mother was driving us in), and she was watching it on the TV in the kitchen. They'd watched every shuttle launch, and had a picture of a shuttle on the dining room wall.
I remember this very distinctly. Nick and I were leaving French on our way to Earth Science when Robbie came up to us and said "oh my god, you guys, the Challenger blew up." We said "whatever, you're full of it" and went to class. And there was Mr. Hicks with the TV showing it over and over. I remember turning around to look at Nick and he had a pencil that he mimed a launch and then made an explosive sound. but not in a mocking way, in a "holy shit, this couldn't have happened way".
My eldest sister just called and asked me to borrow money. WTF? Seriously. This woman is nearly 50 years old, her husband makes decent money, her daughter and son in law are living with them (and working as well). Why can't these people (who only have a $400 a month house payment) keep their fucking electricity on without asking me for loans???
I don't mean to judge, but this isn't the sister that's the mom of the nephew/stripper mom?
it is cool to have a President that I do want to listen to.
yeah, I pretty much didn't watch the news with any regularity for the Bush years. I happily watch CNN in the mornings.
I once took out a *friend's* contacts when she was drunk
I had to do that more than once in college, sadly.
Challenger: when I was a senior in high school, I was the accompanist for both school choirs since I wanted to play piano, and didn't want to sing (they made me sing during the a capella stuff, the BASTARDS! Then I learned to like it...)
In between 1st and 2nd period, I was sitting back in the conductor's office reading, waiting for the second choir to start so I could start warming them up. I walked out to get my music, and came back to one of the other students saying, "The shuttle blew up." I pooh-pooh'd it - "No, things like that don't happen" - and then we learned it was true.
The whole school reacted; classes were cancelled, we were sent home after a couple of hours, the vice principal gave a speech on the PA explaining what had happened and that class was over for the day since we were all so upset.
It was terribly wrenching to me. I grew up assuming I'd be in space before I died. Challenger convinced me otherwise.
And then Columbia happened, and I had flashbacks for days.
Challanger:
Working retail , Living with now DH. Day off -- doing laundry at Mom's with cable TV. Horrible. esp. since I was all excited to be watching a launch after so many years of missing them.
