I never really thought much about my eyes. At 20, I was having trouble switching my focus from the blackboard to my notes, so I went to an eye doctor for the first time. I had astigmatism and was given prescription readers. At 22, I was standing on a deck looking out over a forest when I realized I couldn't clearly see the leaves on the trees. Everything was just...blurry. New prescription. Around that time, my dad told me that eyes tend to change at certain times in life, around 20, 40 and 60. Turns out, he wasn't that far off. By 40ish, my arm had apparently become too short to read anything. 😂 I discovered cheap readers, had glasses for night driving and glare, eventually broke down and bought trifocals... Hated them. Over the years I finally ended up with transition lenses I could tolerate, plus another pair for the computer. This is where the story gets interesting. I practice a specific form of medical qigong. One day my qigong master was holding a healing session. I wasn't there because of my eyes. I didn't have any particular issue I was trying to address. But after the session, I went back to my computer... and didn't need my glasses. My reading and computer-distance vision had completely changed. That lasted for years. I've heard (and personally witnessed) so many remarkable stories connected with my qigong master's work, so while it was pretty amazing to experience it myself, it didn't particularly surprise me. I still wore my transition glasses when I was out and about. Eventually I had another eye exam. My prescription had improved. Yay! Then stupidity happened. I was out on a boat and my glasses dropped overboard. I had an hour's drive home. By myself. In the dark. That was one scary drive. I made it home safely, got another exam and eventually replaced the glasses. I mostly wore them when I went out, drove or when I needed to see something clearly at a distance. And then things got really crazy. About a year later, I woke up one morning and my vision was suddenly incredibly blurry.