Ouch.
I had two molars drilled and filled today (on the same side of my mouth, thankfully), and during my last two visits over the last two days, the great circle of life hit me and I had to write something about it.
While two lovely and extremely skillful dentists scraped and squinted into my mouth for an hour, I had an opportunity to see a pair of eyeglass magnifiers in action. They look like miniaturized night-vision goggles sitting over a regular pair of eyeglasses, and they help the tooth surgeons see into the ring cracks and crevices of my disgusting face hole.
Then I noticed the assistant was wearing glasses, too. And the other two dentists. And the other assistants, and the front desk staff. Pretty much every employee in the office had eyewear on, and it was t all for zoomable purposes. These people had worn out their vision peering into the dark, squishy abysses of patients’ mouths, in order to do their job. It’s pretty much a personal sacrifice for a professional benefit of making so much money.
So now the dentists must see eye doctors regularly, to keep their eyesight working properly. Optometrists, I assume, must see regular doctors when their hands cramp after writing so many LASIK prescriptions, and the doctors have to see chiropractors from straining their backs after carrying all their money home every day. It’s a great big circle of life.
Just, instead of all the land the light touches belonging to you, only the stuff you can see is yours, and without eye doctors, that’s like, half and acre.
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