I'm getting implants. And yes, you read that right.

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At first when I decided to get implants I didn't realize how funny that sentence was when I told someone about it. But when I thought about it, I tried the prank on my apartment manager. We have talked a lot over the years about random things, so I went in and told her I was getting implants; her face was priceless! Because they are EYE implants. However, that isn't what you think of when you say implants, so I went with that to kid around before explaining in depth. She laughed too, afterwards. My dad brought up to me a couple of months ago that Groupon was having an offer of Lasik for both eyes for the price of one. If you didn't qualify you got your money back. Well, I didn't qualify. My eyes were far too bad. They were so bad that the lady testing my eyes, after doing every test twice, brought in another doctor to double check that she was doing the tests right. And she WAS doing the tests right. So they gave me other options that I could consider, and one was implants. It's a lot more involved and expensive, with far more restrictions than just Lasik. I can't bend over for a week, or pick up anything 10 pounds or more for a month (that's just the beginning of the restrictions). The first week I'm having a friend watch my dog since I can't even bend over to pour out dog food. It's happening on Wednesday. We finally finished all the tests and the eye measurements (where your eyeball was actually touched, and was very weird) a couple of weeks ago. But I didn't mention it to anyone. Say a prayer for me then, if you remember. I'd sure like to keep my retinas attached! (Only a worse case scenario, I've done tons of research, including checking prices, and the background on the doctor doing the surgery, and the likelihood of complications.) We have high hopes with my vision corrected the constant migraines I have might lessen in number. I've had migraines since I was 8, and some of them are caused by things I can't control (certain smells, getting too hot, sudden loud noises), but some may also be from my bad vision. That wasn't the case as a child, but as I got older my vision, understandably got worse. I'm looking forward to seeing the results. Pun not intended. *If you are wondering how I can afford something the insurance won't pay for when I'm on disability, and my dad certainly doesn't make much at all, it's because of my mom. My mom died May 4th of this year, and my dad and I think of this as a gift from her since the money is coming from her life insurance (no, the cost of the surgery is not the entirety of the life insurance; I wouldn't let my dad spend that much, and he actually had to talk me into doing it).