About a month ago, my eyes started to give me big-time problems. I started using a new computer screenwriting software and, due to its smaller and lighter courier font, it strained my eyes and then suddenly my reading glasses prescription stopped working for me altogether. Although the software triggered the problems, I don't think my eyes were great to begin with. I think the Lyme made them weaker and overly sensitive and all it took was one gentle push from some new software to drive them over the edge.
I had to wait a couple of weeks to get an appointment with my eye doctor and in those two weeks I could not read anything, write anything or watch anything. Okay, I could maybe use a computer for maybe seven or so minutes but anything beyond that would cause my eyes to feel strained in a major way.
Of course, having eye issues was the last thing I needed because Lyme had made it difficult for me to pretty much do most everything else, especially things that involved physical activity, so I was mostly forced to stay solitary inside my house most of the time, with some exceptions, depending on how good or bad I felt at the given moment. Throughout the worst of the Lyme, I felt fortunate that I could at least watch TV and/or movies on my laptop/Kindle, read, and most importantly, I could still write! I always said to myself, "Man, this all really sucks right now, but things could be worse. At least I can write!"
But then, suddenly, the ability to write was taken away from me as well. And I couldn't read! I couldn't watch anything, either! I felt like Job, the Biblical character. Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, boom, they got worse! Almost everything I enjoyed doing was taken away from me! Was I going to go insane?
Well, you would think that the solution would be easy. I would go to the eye doctor, they would change my prescription, and, abra-ka-dabra, my eyes would work again and all would be swell.
Not quite the case.
First of all, as I mentioned, I had to wait a couple weeks for my appointment. I was cool with that, though. Fortunately, some energy had returned to me and I figured all I was able to do was clean and organize and, boy, I needed to do that really bad. My bedroom was a dusty mess and nothing about my life was organized. I spent a good solid two weeks doing nothing but getting my life in order. So I made the best out of what I was able to do. I figured God gave me eye problems because I needed to clean up my act. I probably wouldn't have cleaned otherwise.
Two weeks went by quickly enough and then came the eye appointment, which went fine, but it was after the appointment that I felt like I had entered some sort of bizarre, Twilight-Zone-esque hell. Said "hell" officially started when I decided to go to a LensCrafters located at a mall 30 minutes away from me, a mall called The Emerald Square.
Ok, it wasn't quite "hell". I'm being dramatic. It was more like unlucky chaos -- that's the better way to put it. Or, to put it more succinctly, it felt like disharmony. Yes, it was the feeling of being out of sync and out of harmony with the universe, a feeling I had experienced more and more ever since the Lyme got its claws into me. Does that make sense? In short: it's the feeling that nothing is going right. God, Source, the Universe, whatever you want to call it, is distant from you. And that's not because God has forsaken you; it's because Lyme, that nasty negative energy, has created an obstruction between you and God. It has thrown the harmony of your energy field, your aura, your chakra, your meridian -- whatever word you prefer to use -- off kilter, out of harmony with the universe.
To put this yet another way, let's say ordinary life has a flow to it; on some days, a really good day, that flow is great and on some other days, really bad days, that flow is not-so-great. But, in general, life has a decent flow to it because it is, in general, in harmony with God. Take a disease like Lyme, however, with its negative energy and there is a disruption with that flow. This negative energy is kind of at war with the positive energy that God embodies and its mission is to sever your ties with God as best it can. Now it makes sense, right? Sorry, this was a brief but necessary tangent. You'll eventually see how this is all relevant.
Anyway, I thought LensCrafters would be the best place to go for my glasses. They're known to provide one-hour service, so I figured, I'd go there and, boom, after an hour, I would have new glasses that would make everything swell again.
Boy, I was mistaken.
As it turned out, my eye doctor had written up a prescription for "progressive" (i.e. multi-focal) lenses. At first, the people at LensCrafters planned on converting the prescription into a single-vision reading glasses lens since my distance prescription required only a minor adjustment (my eye doctor said my distance was excellent). I later found out that this was a common thing to do and, furthermore, an easy thing to do but, for some reason, the people at LensCrafters acted as though this would involve some intricate mathematics.
I told the technician that I was experiencing difficulties watching TV so he said maybe I wanted to try the progressives, as trouble watching TV would indicate that I did, indeed, need the adjustment with my distance. Despite the higher cost for progressives, I figured I should probably give them a try since watching TV had been a problem for at least a few years.
So I picked out a nice pair of frames and the technician fit me for a new pair of progressive lenses. Unfortunately, I thought I'd be able to pick up the glasses in an hour but the technician said it would take 10-14 days! This was extremely unfortunate but, I figured, hell, I could do some more cleaning and, after ten days or so, I would have glasses that made my eyes work again and I'd be good as gold.
I went home and, about an hour or two after I was home, LensCrafters called and told me my glasses were all ready to be picked up. Hmmm. Okay, that was not 10-14 days. That wasn't even 10-14 hours. That was about a couple of hours, maybe three. Did they really need me to go all the way home? Whatever. I wasn't too flustered about it. I was just glad my glasses were ready and I'd be able to watch, write and read again!
That next day, I made the trip back to The Emerald Square Mall, picked up my glasses, took them home and...
I pretty much immediately felt that something wasn't quite right about them. See, progressives, if you don't know, are divided into three sections. The top portion is for distance viewing (like driving), the middle of the lens is for mid-range viewing (like computer work) and the very bottom portion is for reading. The distance portion of the lens seemed okay. But I could not work on the computer very easily, like at all, and reading anything was damn near impossible. In fact, there hardly seemed to be any room at the bottom of the lens for me to read with.
This was my first pair of progressives, however, so I didn't know if the problems I was experiencing were normal. I gave the situation a good day, still experienced problems, called LensCrafters to voice my concerns and they told me I needed to give myself a good couple of weeks to adapt before I should start worrying.
I heeded their advice but, by about a week into it, I was still experiencing problems so I went back to the Emerald Square Mall (trip #3), walked into LensCrafters, had two different people mark up my glasses and they ultimately concluded that everything was fine, no adjustment was needed. The woman there assured me that I just needed to adapt. She also reminded me that there was a 30-day guarantee, which meant I had a 30-day trial period to adapt to the glasses. If I didn't adapt to them in the 30 days, I could return the glasses and try single-vision glasses. All this made me feel more comfortable with everything. I figured I would eventually adapt and all would be dandy.
However, as time went on, I still had problems and, still, something didn't feel right. I knew going back to LensCrafters would get me nowhere so I decided to check in with my eye doctor and have them triple-check that everything was ok.
Honestly, I was expecting my eye doctor to say everything was fine but at least I would have peace of mind knowing that it was just me having trouble getting used to progressives. I was surprised, however, when a technician at the doctor's office marked up the lenses and said that there were two significant issues with the glasses. The first issue was that the "seg line" (the line on the lens where the distance portion ends and the mid-range/computer portion begins) was too low and the second issue was that the "measurements were uneven" in the two lenses. She told me, "No wonder why you're having problems!" These were no minor issues. These were major.
Back to LensCrafters I went, for a fourth time in two weeks. I told them what the eye doctor said and they re-checked everything again and finally admitted there was a significant problem. See, at LensCrafters they do digital fitting. This involves placing some gadgets on your frames, you look into a camera, a picture is taken and a computer "digitally fits" your frames and lenses to your face/eyes, I guess so humans can do less work and therefore be paid less. I remember the tech who initially "digitally-sized" me not really knowing what he was doing and, apparently, my head was raised too high when he took the photo. This threw all the measurements off. At LensCrafters, they treat their "digital sizing" machine as a god, but it appears as though it's very easy for their god to be completely wrong...at least when the human doesn't take the photo correctly to begin with...so maybe they need another computer to take the photo...thus eliminating any human error completely...but, alas, I digress.
Fortunately, they had my lenses in stock and they were able to make the adjustments in about an hour.
The second pair of glasses...
Was better. A little better.
I could tell that they had fixed the problem. I had a good amount of reading area at the bottom of the lens to read with in a relatively comfortable manner but the key word there is "relatively", because reading a novel, for example, was still very uncomfortable an experience.
As far as computer use went, I was still having a difficult time and as far as the distance went? Well, now the "seg line" seemed like it may have been a little too high because it felt like I had to tilt my head down when I walked and especially when I drove. In fact, driving was the most uncomfortable activity to do. If I tilted my head up, even a little bit, everything would get blurry so I felt like I had to angle my head down at the road but this, of course, caused strain in my neck.
I thought I could maybe get used to the driving issues -- maybe I simply had to retrain my neck muscles -- but the computer use was going to be a problem because I use my computer A LOT and if I didn't have a comfortable way of using the computer I was going to have major problemos.
Lacking trust in LensCrafters, I called my eye doctor again to see if they could check over the new pair of glasses. When I called them, the secretary gave me a bit of a hard time:
"So you're having us check over the work that LensCrafters is doing?"
"Well, I got the prescription from you but..."
"All I'm saying is that maybe you should get your glasses made with us in the future. Just throwing that out there."
I felt like an ass, told her the point was taken, but she said, if I brought the glasses in, somebody would take a look at them.
So, I sheepishly brought them in, a technician gave them a look, checked the accuracy of the prescription, and she concluded that the glasses were properly made. This made me feel better because I figured this was all MY problem, I needed to give myself time to adapt to the progressives, and then things would finally be harmonious in my universe once again.
Over the next week or two, I did start to adjust a bit. But using the computer was borderline ridiculous. All I could see on the screen was one little circular area where things looked in focus, but everything in the surrounding area gradually went out of focus. For example, if I wanted to read a paragraph of text, I would literally need to move my head from side to side in order to keep everything in focus. Normally, we move our eyes back and forth but I had to move my head like I was some sort of robot.
I finally thought it was time that I better give LensCrafters another call. It was almost three weeks into my 30-day trial and I needed to make sure these glasses were going to work for me. I asked the girl on the other end of the phone if what I was experiencing with my computer use was normal. She said, "Well...to an extent. You may want to come in here and get things checked out." I hung up, sighed and I knew another trip to LensCrafters was in my destiny.
It was trip #5.
I spoke to the manager this time around, a young, spiffy-looking gentleman. I repeated what I had told the girl on the phone and, again, asked him if what I was experiencing was "normal"? Unlike the girl I spoke to, the young man confidently nodded his head and said things were perfectly normal. He showed me a diagram on his tablet and the diagram showed me that there were various areas of distortion within the progressive lenses. I still don't quite understand why these distorted areas need to be there but the distortion explained why I only saw a circular area of focus while I worked on the computer. There is apparently no distortion in the distance portion of the lens, a good deal of distortion in the bottom reading area and a much greater deal of distortion in the mid-range, computer area.
Okay, I once again felt somewhat relieved knowing that all was normal with my lenses and I simply needed more time to adapt.
But the relief didn't last too long, mainly because I still wasn't adapting. A few more days went by and I realized I had less than a week left of my 30 day guarantee, so if these lenses weren't going to work for me, I needed to return them and get something better before the 30 days were up!
Thus ensued many restless nights of sleeping and I'm not joking here. My mind raced like a madman. "Should I keep the progressives? Should I return them? What if I never adapt to the progressives? What if I return the progressives, get two different pairs -- one for distance and one for reading -- but realize that's a pain in the ass and the progressives would've been better?" Time was running out. "What should I do? Keep them? Return them?" I kept on going back and forth and my mind couldn't stop obsessing over it. As soon as I made up my mind that I would return them, I would change my mind and decide to keep them. As soon as I decided to keep them, I would think of a good reason to return them. I went back and forth, back and forth, and I couldn't stop doing this. I never, ever, in my wildest dreams would've thought that getting glasses would cause me to nearly go insane, but that's exactly what was happening. Then again, when you think about it, it's usually something very petty that drives us over the edge when we're already so close to that edge to begin with (Lyme disease got me pretty close to the edge).
Ultimately, I came up with the bright idea of asking for an extension to my 30-day guarantee. I figured this guarantee would be warranted because I really only had two weeks to adapt to a "properly made" pair of glasses. The first two weeks of my guarantee should not have counted since they goofed on making that first pair, goofed so much that the glasses were essentially useless.
Thus, I called LensCrafters, spoke to the manager, told him my situation, asked if my guarantee could be extended two weeks and he said the best he could do was extend my guarantee two days. Yes, two whole days. Not weeks. Thanks?
After much more restless sleep, stress and headaches (I literally developed intense headaches over this), I eventually decided to go back down to LensCrafters (sixth trip), return my progressives and get two different pairs of single-vision glasses, one for distance and the other for reading. I figured that at least this would give me another 30 days to try out what it would be like having two pairs of glasses. If that was a gargantuan pain in the ass, I could always return those and get the progressives all over again. Of course, I know what I just said sounds absolutely absurd but this whole eyeglasses saga had already exceeded the level of absurdity long ago and so I wasn't ashamed of taking things to even absurder heights.
So, there I was...sixth time at LensCrafters...I returned the progressives, picked out one more pair of frames (I was using my progressive frames for distance but I needed one more pair of frames for reading) and, alas, all was going well. Had I finally shaken off all the disharmonious Lyme juju disrupting the flow in my life? Were things finally going to go smoothly now from this point forward? Had I finally entered back into a state of harmony with God?
No. Not quite yet.
My harmonious flow was disrupted when the check I was paying with did NOT go through. There was no logical reason for this to happen, either. I had used the same check there before and that went through fine. However, this time, the computer rejected the check. No insufficient funds. No driver's license expiration. Nope. The computer just decided to reject it. No reason.
I did not have any other way of paying for the glasses. See, my credit card wasn't exactly what a financial expert would refer to as "valid" and, overall, I was poor...like, extremely poor. Now, I'm usually pretty poor in general but Lyme disease made me flat-out broke because I could hardly do any normal jobs since doing even small forms of physical activity made me very sick. Currently, as I write this, a company owes me thousands of dollars for video marketing work I did for them, but let's just say they've been slow paying me, which isn't exactly uncommon for an independent contractor like myself, but that's not important right now anyway. Bottom line: when I was at LensCrafters, I was flat-lined broke.
Fortunately, LensCrafters allowed me to take my distance glasses home because those were technically paid for with store credit. As far as the reading glasses went, they had to put those aside until I came back with another form of payment. I did not acquire this other form of payment until three days later. It was cash.
Money in hand, I returned to LensCrafters (7th trip), gave them my cash...BUT...I also changed my order, just a tad. I know, I know: why would I want to further complicate things? But, trust me, I had no choice. See, I had previously decided that I wanted my reading glasses to have "Blue IQ" (i.e. blue-light protection), which meant they had a special coating on the lenses that would protect my eyes from harmful blue UV light emitted from computers and other digital devices like phones or tablets. The problem was that it took 10-14 days to have "Blue IQ" glasses made where non-Blue-IQ glasses only took an hour. By this point in the game, I did not want to wait another 10-14 days for my glasses because I was afraid my eyes would continue to get strained and I also thought I would go insane if I wasn't able to read or write anything for another two weeks.
Long story short, the LensCrafters sales lady edited my order, but, for some reason, the bill ended up being even higher than before. Without the Blue IQ, it should have been cheaper...but now it was...higher? Strange.
I questioned this higher bill and the lady said it was higher because she gave me the "anti-scratch" lenses. Puzzled, I asked what kind of lens I had before [I changed the order], to which she somewhat suspiciously stumbled with her words a bit and said she would downgrade me to the lower-quality lens but the word "downgrade" made me scared so I said it's all fine and I just paid for the bill, even though it was higher than before. At the time, I shrugged my shoulders and trusted her but I later found out that she had bumped me up to the highest "premium" upgrade, which gave me anti-scratch/anti-smudge lenses in addition to anti-reflection, which was a higher quality lens in itself but not as high as anti-scratch. See, all I had wanted from the beginning was anti-reflection, which cost fifty bucks more than normal lenses but fifty bucks less than anti-scratch/smudge lenses. Now, if all this sounds super-complicated and confusing to you, you're not alone. The bottom line is that the sales lady slyly tried to throw in another fifty-dollar upgrade onto the bill, I guess so she could rake in a slightly higher commission. This was one last scorpion sting the store couldn't help but jab me with before I left for good (correction: hopefully for good). That was the store's nature. It couldn't let my final trip to LensCrafters be straightforward. It had to sting me one last time. That's what a scorpion does. And LensCrafters is a scorpion. At least this one seemed to be, anyway. Heck, it wasn't even LensCrafters, really. It was the energy of Lyme stinging me. Yes, it was the energy of Lyme that brought me to LensCrafters, created the absurd eyeglasses saga and then took one last sting at me as I tried to finally walk away from it all.
Anyway, as I write this, it's been almost a week since I got the distance glasses and about three or four days since I've gotten the readers. The glasses themselves seem to be ok, meaning the prescriptions seem right and they seem to do what they're supposed to etc. They weren't made improperly. No errors in the digital sizing. No human errors...
That all being said, my eyes are still not that wonderful, though using a computer is more or less doable once again. There is no doubt in my mind that the issues with my eyes can be attributed to Lyme or at least some facet of my illness but I at least wanted to get the right pair of glasses with the right prescription etc. and I think I'm at that point right now. I still wonder if I could've gotten a better pair of progressives at a different opthalo-mola-whala-hoo-hoo place. Who knows, I may still try another place and return these current glasses, but for now they will do.
Now, I want to apologize if this entire blog sounded like one long, whining rant. You may be saying, "Man, he's dwelling on all the negativity in his life. He needs to start thinking with positive thoughts!" Yes, this is true. I must start thinking with positive thoughts and things will, indeed, go more smoothly. My point, however, is to show that the disharmony in my life of late, ever since I got sick, has been on an absurd level. It's been VERY difficult for things to go smoothly and, as I mentioned before, I truly feel that the disharmony in my life, the lack of proper flow, can be traced back to the negative, disharmonious energy that is Lyme. What one can learn from all this is a) we take harmony for granted b) we take God for granted and c) it's hard to appreciate God until you see what happens when you are less connected, if not completely disconnected, from Him. And, again, when I say God, I mean Universe, Source energy, whatever you want to call that higher energy or order.
We take our general flow in life for granted. We take the "order" in our life for granted. We don't realize that, without that "higher power", the order of life starts to crumble and the more nothing seems to ever go right in our lives, the more chaos reigns.
Lyme disease brought CHAOS into my life but, ironically, it was experiencing this feeling of chaos, a feeling unlike any I had ever experienced before, that ultimately, in the long run, brought me all the closer to God. It made me better appreciate God because I experienced the absence (or at least lesser presence) of God. It made me better appreciate harmony and order. It made me respect "the flow".
