Just File It Under O for "Old"

I went to the eye doctor yesterday and, unbelievably, my (terrible) eyesight actually improved. It was only a very slight improvement, but still. I'll take what I can get. Or I thought I would, until my doctor told me that sometimes people who are nearing their thirties (but I think she just said "nearing" to be nice. I think she meant "people who are in their thirties.") see improvement in their vision due to age-related things.

As in, people who have good vision reach a point where they need reading glasses to see things up close. But apparently, the extremely near-sighted, like myself, don't need reading glasses--we just start to see improvements in our vision.

So it's official. I'm old. *sigh*