Before I continue my saga of my trip to Burlington and the optometrist, I would like to remind you of where I live. The picture below gives you a very good indication of our general winter conditions. The weather report generally sounds something like, mostly cloudy with a chance of clearing around 2 in the afternoon.
Island in the Clouds
So, I got to the optometrists office, sat down amidst all his testing equipment and we chatted — general “make the patient comfortable questions” like where do you live and what do you do, etc. I told him I live on San Juan Island so we talked about this area for a bit.
Finally it was time to start the exam. Doc asked if there was anything I specifically wanted to address in the exam. I told him that I am having issues with my bifocals and get headaches when I try to work at the computer. He took my glasses, checked them out, and directed my attention to the eye chart on the wall. He was all business from there on out.
A bit later he said that my bifocal prescription did indeed need adjusting. As he talked he reset the exam lenses. While swinging the machine back in front of my face he asked, “How about your distance vision? Are you having any trouble with that?”
I answered, “How would I know? I live on San Juan Island, remember?” He looked at me in surprise, chuckled a bit and sat down on his stool. He grabbed the piece of equipment he uses to look into the eye itself, and repeated what I’d said. Then he sat back in his chair and just roared laughing. When he was finished he grabbed a Kleenex, wiped his eyes and said, “A bit foggy there, huh?” And succumbed to another fit of laughter.
When my eye exam was finished and Doc walked me back to the receptionist, he thanked me for coming to his office and told me he’d had a wonderful time. The receptionist looked back and forth between us like she was trying to figure out what brought that on. I didn’t help when I said, “Thanks, Doc. I had fun, too!”
I do love to leave people wondering.