The Dilation

The eye intern dilated my eyes today and then she poked bright lights into my eyes, searching for
evidence of retinal detachment.  I have fears of retinal detachment because my dad has it. A real doctor came in and repeated the whole eye pulling lights shining thing.  It felt like I was in a movie I saw once where this guy's eyes were being fooled around with in a torturous way.  I wish I could remember the name of the movie.  Was it Mel Gibson in that movie called Conspiracy Theory?  Not sure, but you should see that if you want.  It's really good.  Anyway, I don't have the detachment, and there's nothing they feel they can do for my migraine auras. But the nevus (mole inside my eye) hasn't grown and they don't expect it to.And they also discovered that they made my last glasses incorrectly and that I couldn't possibly have seen correctly out of the lenses because they weren't positioned correctly, One woman said, "It's such a shame, you spent so much money on them.  We're really sorry.  Next time we'll do a much better job measuring your pupillary distance." Was I in the heckle and jeckle eye clinic?  Felt kind of like it.  I spent a few moments wishing up a magical friend who was an eye doctor so that I wouldn't have to put up with shenanigans.  But the good news is I slowly forgave everyone there and selected a new set of super expensive glasses that will be arriving in a few weeks.  Would this be called a win win?  Probably not when you think about all the mistakes that were made.