Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Which Service Dog?


I feared we needed a fifth dog, but knew how tough a sell that would be. Maybe just a white cane would suffice, and someone could train one of our beasts to do perform service duty. The more I tried to imagine which of our dogs I would entrust my life, the more preferable a black capsule sounded.

Problem is, I'm having trouble seeing. My head and eyes hurt, my vision is blurred. I go to the eye doctor every decade whether I need to or not, regular as clockwork, but now 6 years hence, my glasses aren't working. My distance vision is deteriorating. Why do I always imagine the worst?

So while my girls slept in, I snuck off to have my head examined. Turns out I don't need a seeing eye dog. AT MY TENDER AGE, MY VISION IS IMPROVING! I don't have a tumor or adult onset blindness. My current script is simply too strong, that's why I don't see so good. If taken today, I'd pass the drivers eye exam without restriction. Hallelujah.

When told I have neither glaucoma nor cataracts I asked if I could start smoking. Alas, no but don't need arm extenders either. Oh happy day.

toad

12 comments:

James said...

Good news indeed.

Kathleen said...

Well, that was worth a trip to the eye doctor. Of course, a fifth dog would have been so fun.

Suburban Princess said...

That's great! I thought about training my jack russell to be a seeing eye dog but figured it wouldnt all fall to pieces at the sight of the first mouse, rabbit, dust bunny...

Bob said...

Good news indeed. Lucky you. My eyes didn't luck out this way. Thanks for the grins this morning from linking FunnyFidos! The Poodle thanks you.

Yankee-Whisky-Papa said...

Sometimes perfect vision can be like HD TV... everything is in sharp focus, but there is little worth looking at.

Patsy said...

They never say yes to the smoking thing.

Excellent news about the vision!

Boston's weather looks remarkably similar to the St. Louis Metro area.

P.Gaye Tapp at Little Augury said...

what a happy turn of events! the adage you're not getting older-and all that. pgt

old polo said...

Great news Toad, go fer the Jack Russell. You'll need good vision for that one! In fact, go fer two, they're better in a pack.

Shelley said...

How exciting for you! And I'm envious of those predicted temperatures. We're expecting light rain, a high of 57 and 12 mph wind from the NE. So much for summer in July.

Barbara said...

Well, Toad, I KNOW you're younger than I am and this hasn't happened to me yet. However, I remember it did happen to my father. Just can't remember his age at the time. Guess there are one or two (well, maybe only one) advantages to growing older.

Divine Theatre said...

My puggle never looks up. Ever...well, unless I am holding a treat over my head. So much for HIS seeing-eyeness! He's a sniffer, hails from a long line of 'em.
A sniffing nose dog?

old polo said...

Well, we thought that the MacGuffin had some potential...does fetch balls purty good.