I had the biggest laugh on myself yesterday. But, first here is a quick background. I've been wearing contacts off and on for at least 20 years. I do monovision: one eye reads and the other eye sees the distance, i.e., one contact is for a nearsighted eye and the other corrects a farsighted eye.
When I first started getting contacts, you got one pair, cleaned them, and took care of them for a year or until you needed another pair. I don't remember exactly when the throw aways came out, but I eventually got some. When you have one pair to take care of, you do not get the prescriptions mixed up. However, after getting the throw aways, I did not know or forgot which prescription went into which eye. I have complained for years that the contacts are not very good and wore them only when I left the house.
Yesterday, I went to get a new prescription for both glasses and contacts. The eye doctor gave me some contacts to try for a couple of weeks to see how I liked them, etc. Anyway, I did not want to put them in because I was wearing mascara and was afraid that I might trap a piece of mascara under the contact. Believe me, you don't want to do that! I did once and had a dreadful case of pink eye! The doctor told me she would have the one of her assistants put the contacts in my eyes.
Now here is the "Say what? And no wonder!" I saw the farsighted prescription number as the girl started to put the contact in my right eye and told her that was the wrong eye. The doctor looked at the records and told me that this prescription was for the right eye not for the left one! Bottom line, I have been wearing the wrong contact in the wrong eye and the prescription for both eyes would be wrong anyway. No wonder I haven't been seeing very well all these years when I'd wear contacts. Even though I had the wrong contact in the wrong eye, I could see very well to drive, but it was very difficult to watch TV or read for any length of time.
I have got to say that this has been the biggest laugh on me, probably ever! It has gone on for years, I've complained to my husband, I've fussed to myself, and gotten very frustrated. If there is a moral to this story, I do not know what it is. However, henceforth, I think I'll be very happy with my contacts and will probably wear them around the house more often. :D Computer work will be much more enjoyable since I will not have to tilt my head up for the bifocals to see the screen. lol
Until next time, God bless.