Entry 3: Left Lens

By some mischief of fate, I never get it right with my left lens. I would have added “no pun intended” but for those who know me, I am always in for the “pun”.

January 2011, I threw out the used saline solution in the sink—with my left TORIC contact lens still suspended in it! Seconds after I realized this, the tap water was already storming down my response to astigmatism. There goes 50% of good vision.

I felt guilty literally flushing 6K worth of TORIC “down the drain” so I never planned on subscribing to contacts again. I went back to wearing glasses. Yet I seem to be in the habit of screwing the left.

It was a rainy May 29^th 2012 when I put on my purple company-paid Revlon specs. I went inside National Bookstore and everything in my left eye seemed unclear. I thought the downpour blurred my lens. I was wrong. My purple specs now frames only one lens, the other half seemed to have popped out. Guess which lens drowned in the puddles outside? Yes, it was the left one.

Fortunately, I always have a spare for the basics, including glasses. Yet I guess, I need not buy an entire frame altogether. I should probably just tuck away a couple of left lenses.

I have been told that I am a predictable person. I can take that. Yet having predictable mishaps is just plain cruel.