last day of glasses

My husband, dear darling husband has been asking me to get lasik for YEARS now.  Yes, he has been asking me to do it.  I've been so scared.  SO SCARED.  The idea that someone will BURN with a laser some part of my eyeball.  The idea of some mysterious flap being cut.  The idea of smelling my eyeballs being burned....  ... Yuck....

Then my husband, said no new phone until I get it done.  Still didn't get it done for years....  (I had my last phone for 3+ years until it literally DIED/or got stolen actually).  

Then my husband said, after being inspired from an episode of the Walking Dead.  Hey, if anything happens, how are you going to protect our family and our Lentil if you cannot see?  Side note, my eyesight was really bad.  In the -8.5 range (yes, that's a negative sign.)  Very near-sighted.

So that was it.  I did it.

Photo above is the last time I ever wore my goggled, THICK eye-glasses.  It's been AMAZING ever-since.  The gift of sight.  WOW.  So thankful.

--Arry