Progressive bifocals, in 7-10 days. A professional expense. Although they will come in handy at the store, another place where I have to play where-to-put-my-glasses, so I can see. No glaucoma, good. Still have anime eyes. Bella Donna. A bit freaky, really.
D switched his schedule, which he can do easily, and went up with me, took the train, which goes directly there. I was immensely grateful to have him there, as somehow getting poked in the eyes got me very irritable. He held things, and my hand, and filled in a few forms. I tried mightily to keep calm, but failed a bit. The frames cost more than I hoped, but they are pleasantly funky, and more to the point, hug my head effectively. I am determined to get used to the lenses. Gotta do what you gotta do.