I know how it went. By the seventh grade the blackboard seemed empty.
I got my first pair in 5th grade. We were very poor, so I had to get the practically free ones, which were so ugly. They were hideous. Then one blessed day I had them tucked in my shoes for after school, and someone didn’t realize and stepped on them and broke them in half. I went without for two months of school and that summer. My parents skimped enough money for another pair which was ok but I still hated them.
When I was 17, I begged my dad to let me get a job so I could earn the price of contacts on my own. We had a family business and he didn’t want to lose me to somebody else, so he met me halfway. He let me get a part time job at a department store and he paid for half of them. I wore those contacts for a long long time (they were hard lenses but I adjusted fine).
Lasix was great, too, but as I got older, I needed readers. I hated that but had nothing else I could do. When my current doctor said I was eligible for multi-focal implants, I rejoiced. He said I could live happily ever after, and for 2 years now, I have been! It’s so awesome. A true miracle!