I have horrible vision. Over Christmas, I was riding in the car with my family and we decided to put my vision to the test. I would take off my glasses and see how close we had to be to an approaching billboard in order for me to be able to just barely read what it was advertising. I failed the test. No matter how close the BILLBOARDS got, I was never able to read them.
I don’t know what the technical definition of being “legally blind” is, but I’m pretty darn close.
My mom didn’t believe that I needed glasses. I always wanted to wear them because I thought they were cool so when I told my mom that I actually needed them she accused me of crying wolf. My mom is a firm believer in “if it ain’t broke don’t fix it” so since I could still function with my vision at the time, there was no need for me to wear glasses. I was in third grade and my brother and I were playing a game that involved reading the microwave clock. I was confused why he could read the clock from all the way across the room and I had to be close to the clock to read it. He told me it was because he was older than me; I told him he was full of crap.
My dad snuck me to the eye doctor behind my mom’s back.