Three weeks ago I lost my glasses. Because they fog up with the mask that I wear as protection against the coronavirus, when I go out, I take them off, put them in their holster, and then into my bag. Last 4th of February, when I arrived home, I took the cover out of my bag, and it was empty. I looked for them everywhere. I undid my way, asked in every place I had been, without success. I even went to look for them at the lost property office of the city.
Since then, I’m almost as blind as a mole.
I’m trying to survive with the pharmacy’s reading glasses, but everything not close enough appears blurry, and I get tired soon because I have several dioptries more in my left eye than in my right eye.
Ordering new glasses with progressive lenses requires a considerable budget. I don’t have the money. In an optician, they asked me for almost 900 euros. But in the end, I have had no choice but to order the glasses because I don’t see anything, my head hurts all the time, and I’m very dizzy. I have found an optician that makes them for 450 euros and lets me pay in installments.
If all goes well, on Thursday, I will have the new glasses and will be able to write regularly again.
I feel lucky to live in these years when my sight problem has a solution because, without my glasses, I’m a total wreck. I would be unable to do anything
In the picture, how blurry I see now a quilt with a pattern of flowers I have in my room.