I had much, much better luck with Third Avenue Eye Care.
One of my ongoing concerns has been glaucoma as both my parents have it, and my pressures have read very high during the whole irritation episode, especially when I was on steroid drops. High enough that my doctor at that time took me off of them and put me on over the counter Clear Eye for a while just to get it under control, even when my eyes were just killing me. The thing was that no one's ever found nerve damage, and there isn't any deterioration that normally occurs when the pressure rises that high.
Dr. Wolford had done some research and found that the thickness of the cornea actually affects the pressure readings, and if the cornea is especially thick, it reads higher than the actual pressure in the eye. It turns out that I have especially thick corneas, to the point where a reading of 20, which is unsafe, may well mean that I actually only have a mid-teen pressure, which is safe and would explain my lack of nerve damage. That was amazingly good news
Turns out that my glasses prescription is off a bit, and I picked out frames, got a quote on the lenses that made me sigh. I couldn't decide on the frames, so took them home to try them on. Jet thought I looked funny in all of them. But I went back today to order the pair I wanted. It turns out that the quote was more than two hundred dollars under the real cost.
This is one of those situations I've always had trouble with in the past, as I knew that they expected me to just buy them. I asked for a minute to make a call, and went outside to talk with John about the whole situation and the surprise. And I finally decided that I really didn't want to buy the new glasses. Last year, I'd spent so much on the pair that I have now, which work pretty well most of the time, that I couldn't see myself paying even that much more again for something I didn't feel like I really needed. So I actually went into the place and said that I wasn't going to get the glasses right now.
They were surprised by that, but I just smiled, apologized politely, and asked for my prescription. They gave it to me, and I walked out and felt oddly good about myself for being able to just say that I wasn't going to get what I didn't feel I needed.
I might well get a pair of single vision reading glasses, as the reading power on my progressives is a little too high for comfort; but that's going to be nearly a quarter of the price of the other, especially if I use a set of frames I already have. That might be a better solution all around, and would make me a lot happier.