Irrational Fears

Fun Fact:  

I suffer from Ommetaphobia.  

Ommetaphobia Definition:

 Fear of eyes.

I went to the eye doctor yesterday.  I haven't been in YEARS!!!  LOTS AND LOTS OF YEARS.  The amount of years that it has been since I have had my eyes checked is ridiculous.  Yes, like to the point where everyone's safety should probably be called into question.  Okay, well maybe it isn't *THAT* bad.  Let's just say that my eye sight has gotten progressively worse with each child I have had.  Yeah, and I have been having babies for 8 years now.  So, if you do the math, a little adding, a little subtracting, maybe some multiplying or dividing, throw in some pi and a little E=mc2 and you may have figured out that 8+ years of no eye exams could possibly not be very good.  It could actually be really bad!  Like *REALLY* bad.  

Turns out I am nearsighted and have Astigmatism. It took a lot of fussing, moaning, groaning and making excuses to find this out.  I have an irrational fear.  My name is Tia, and I have Omettaphobia.  

It is really horrible.  Like no prozac in the world will make me feel better about the thought of eyes, kind of horrible.  I would rather jump in a shark tank while on my period than have anyone come near my eyes!  

Yes!  It is that bad.  The thought of an eye ball alone makes me shiver.  Typing the word is making me want to barf.  I took up crocheting instead of knitting just to lower my risk of having my eye poked.  If there is a nail in the wall with no picture hanging on it I imagine falling eye first into it.  I stay away from the hooks on the wall for the kids jackets because I can't shake the though of one somehow turning sideways and me getting a hook in the eye.  I avoid shopping racks that are eye level. I let one person put eye makeup on me one time and almost cried from fear.  I am on the organ donors registry list EXCEPT my eyes.  When something gets in my eye, I panic.  

My fear is irrational and I can't control it and then my stupid eyes go and get blurry on me, and little by little I can't resist or put off that eye exam any longer.  Even saying the word "eye" sends shock waves through my body.  I can't put it off anymore.  I couldn't make my own appointment.  So, I have Heath make it for me.  Surprise, they had a cancellation that day.  YEP, THAT.FREAKING.DAY!  So he took me.  I was in a bad mood the whole ride over there.  I knew it was going to be horrible.  Every question the doctor answered was replied with a sarcastic answer.  I can't control my sarcasm when I am scared or uncomfortable.  It gets worse.  My humor become 10 times more dry than it is on a normal day.  

I finally break down and inform the doctor of my irrational fear. He thinks it's funny, I can see it in in the grin he is trying to hold back.  Then after putting me through EYE HELL, he does the unthinkable!!!!!!  He dilates my eyes.  It was a horrible nauseating experience.  I never want to go back again.  My eyes weren't normal until 11 pm.  

I never want to go back again.  I will have to though.  In 2 years.  I have to go back and it is going to go  by way too fast!!!!  grrrrrrrrrrrr!!!  I did get a pic of my creepy dilated eyes.  ICK!!!!!!! 

Well, if you made it this far, and you haven't ran away screaming, I commend you and thank you and appreciate you and love you and everything else!!!  If my crazy talk didn't scare you off though, these pics might.  ha!

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