Blind

Today I dropped my contact when I was taking it out of my eye, and I cannot find it anywhere. I know, it doesn't sound like a big deal, but to me it is the end of the world. I hate wearing my glasses; they are too big, fall down my face, and give me a headache. I am not one of those people that can survive without glasses or contacts, I am blind as a bat. I rarely ever take my contacts out because it is gross, I have always hated sticking my fingers in my eyes. When I first got my contacts it took me over an hour and a half for the doctor to teach me how to put them in. I could not understand how people nearly poke their eye out trying to put a contact in. I took so long to learn that the doctor had to leave and help another patient while I sat there and waited until I was mentally prepared to put my contacts in for the first time.

Right after I showered (which was a cold shower because there was no hot water in my dorm), my eyes were really dry. I decided to take out my contacts. I figured I should considering I can't remember the last time I had taken them out. (Yes, I know this is really bad for my eyes!) I took my contact out of my left eye with no problem and put it safely away in my case. I didn't have great luck with my right eye. I swear my contact just disappeared, because it is no where to be found on my floor. Usually when I drop them (which happens pretty often) I find them after a couple seconds of searching. This time was different, my contact was lost.

I started to panic because I didn't have a back up pair, the pair of contacts that was in my eyes were the only ones I have at school. I had 3 friends searching for my contact while I called my mom and asked her if she happened to slip my spare contacts in my bag this weekend when I was home.
"I emptied my purse today," she said. "And your contacts were in there. They are now sitting on the kitchen table." I asked her if she could overnight them to me, so I didn't have to wear my contacts all weekend. "I'll do it first thing tomorrow morning."

I started to relax. I convinced myself to stop being such a drama queen and told myself that I could survive wearing my glasses for one day. Then my roommate says, "We don't get mail on Saturdays. You won't get them until Monday."

Immediately I called my mom, who told me to find a Lens Crafters or eye doctors that would have my prescription. Of course I had to lose my contacts, something that is not sold in drug stores. I had an attitude towards my mom; it wasn't her fault I dropped my contact or that mail wasn't delivered on Saturdays, but I had to blame someone. I hung up and told her I would figure it out by myself, even though I did not have the slightest idea where to begin.

 My mom called me back and said, "Bean I'm by a UPS store, I think I can overnight your contacts to another UPS store, that way you will have them tomorrow." I was so relieved, because there was no way that I could get my contacts by myself and I certainly didn't want to have to wear my glasses all
weekend. 28 dollars later, I can now take the stag bus to town after 10:30 tomorrow morning and pick up my contacts. Thanks mom for saving my weekend!