Bifocal blues

I’ve finally gotten used to my progressive bifocals. At first I felt as though I’m walking in a pit, and they threw my depth perception off. I’m still careful backing out of parking spaces, but I don’t feel as disoriented as I did. Switching back and forth between the regular glasses and the prescription sunglasses is a huge pain, however.

Getting old is a cruel, sick joke. The only thing worse, of course, is the alternative.

Update, April 29, 2009: After six months, my progressive bifocals have become almost imperceptible. I forget I’m wearing them. It’s amazing how you can get so used to something that is so disorienting initially. If you’re reading this and having trouble with new bifocals yourself, just give it time. It does get better.