Well, turns out that the optometrist appointment I had left me with some funky vision for a bit, as in it lasted for more than 8 hours. I’m a diabetic, so I’ve come to expect having my eyes dilated and having to legitimately wearing my sunglasses in the dark so I, so I can see the light without going blind. The difference this time is that instead of that annoying puff of air test, the guy numbed my eyes so he could put some device on my eyeball.
I swear, the only thing I could read at that point had to be 72-point or larger fonts. My face kept trying to tell my brain it was time to sleep since my eyes felt so heavy even though the rest of me was telling my brain let’s go do something. It was a weird sensation.