Blinded By the Light

Today I went to the eye doctor. It was a typical visit. I haven't seen my eye doctor in a year. You know you're prescription is memorable when the doctor pulls your file up on the computer and goes "oh...I remember you!". Yep, that's me. It was a less than exciting trip, but honestly I really don't mind going to the eye doctor, it's kind of fun even. Today he dilated my eyes though. I haven't had my eyes dilated in a while but I don't remember it being that terrible. The trouble is he also has to numb my eyes in order to, well I actually don't really know why he numbs my eyes but he does. So, my eyes are dilated and numb and heavy (the numbing stuff makes my eyelids feel heavy). Any responsible person would then leave the doctors office with her designated driver. But who ever said I was responsible? I still thought I could drive! I got outside in a complete daze (dilation makes your eyes sensitive to light) and couldn't find my car or even my way to the parking lot from the door. Some really sweet man came over and asked if I was okay or lost and I told him I couldn't really see so I couldn't find my car. Probably not the right thing to say because then he looked very shocked and was all "you can't see? and you are looking for your car? are you going to drive your car?!?!?". Oops. Yes. I explained that it was just the sun and I had sunglasses in the car and he helped me find my car. He was really nice and genuinely concerned for my safety, or for the safety of everyone I would encounter anyways. I really shouldn't have been driving though I'm surprised I didn't die. Don't worry, I made it home and my eyes are mostly recovered now. Moral: Felicia needs to be a little more responsible about her "special eye condition".