“So Glad I Did It!”

At 60, I could see my mother's eyes beginning to stare back at me in the mirror. Relaxed, I looked angry. When spoken to, I immediately raised by eyebrows to the fullest, not realizing that it was because it was the way I saw best. I chose an MD in a Comprehensive Ophthalmology office. While the "look" took me back to someone I recognized in the mirror, the care of my sight was not to be left in the hands of anyone but an eye specialist. My friend thought I was wearing false eyelashes, not realizing that before the surgery, you just couldn't see my eyelash base. :-) My insurance paid for all but my copay. Glad I didn't wait any longer.