Love your description of poor vision. It’s funny but I’m sure not that funny to you. I realized I was in trouble when I was feeling my door key to see what position to put it in to open the door.
This was really bad: In college I was dating a guy and we went to a pool for a date. I couldn’t wear my contacts because they’d float out in the water. I didn’t want to wear my Coke-bottle glasses because I needed to be gorgeous. So I decided to go blind.
I was following my boyfriend (or so I thought), but grabbed my glasses out of my bag to sneak a quick look at something else. It wasn’t even my boyfriend. He and his friend were across the pool watching and laughing.