Last week, I had an eye doctor appointment. I had made it about 2 weeks prior, wishing for something closer to the time of my request, as I had fallen asleep reading, as I often do, and broke my current pair of eye glasses. I had several old pair around the house, and my current prescription sun glasses. My current prescription was adequate, but I was starting to have trouble when I was tired, or when the lighting was poor. The old pair of transitions lenses were also adequate to get my through the time until I could buy an updated pair of glasses.
I am supposed, according to the optometrist, have my eyes checked yearly, but of course, I have not done so. I did establish a relationship with an ophthalmology clinic because I was told I have cataracts, and although at the time of the diagnosis, they were not effecting my vision, the relationship sounded appropriate.
So I noted the appointment date in time on my reminders at home, at work, and on my phone. And two days before the appointment, I received a text reminder from the clinic.
And, I showed up the next day. Of course, the clerks were confused regarding my presence, and after some checking, they were able to determine I arrived 24 hours early!
So, they dispatched me on my way, wanting to know if I needed an appointment reminder card, and making sure I understood I should return the next day. t
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