The exercise resulted in a migraine and she had to leave without visiting Kinokuniya, and so was unable to get me more Campus word cards on which to write kanji and vocab. Unable to believe that the Koreans don't have some version of this very basic educational artifact, I went down again to the Korean stationary store and pulled out my last Campus word card pack. 'Do you have anything like this?' The owner pointed to a low shelf. Well well. What I had taken to be Blue Bear erasers or something, turned out to be Blue Bear word cards, with the ring detached and hidden underneath the cards. Being knock-offs, the paper is thinner than the sturdy comforting Campus version, but still. I have word cards again.
Saw the eye doctor today.
The good news-- the excellent news-- is no sign of glaucoma or macular degeneration. The bad news is yes, I have a cataract in my right eye, which is probably what's blurring stuff. 'Everybody has cataracts,' says Dr. Xia dismissively. 'Not everyone has them operated on. My 95-year-old father has cataracts and is still good to drive.' (I look at seemingly 40 year old Dr Xia and wonder if he's a menopause baby, or if he's actually 55 year old Dr. Xia and I can't tell Asian ages.) 'Yes, well, will *I* have to have it operated on?' 'Oh, probably yes. Or maybe not. The brain can adjust to an amazing amount of stuff.' He's much keener on prescribing different kinds of lenses for each of my eyes to deal with my astigmatism than in talking about surgery, so I gather there's no rush on this in his opinion. Which is fine but. Am a Boomer and think I should be exempt from this sort of thing automatically.
Go and mope Boomerishly at daycare cook who broke his glasses Tuesday and has been operating blind himself with myopic me to help him and read ingredients in case we give something with sesame to the sesame-sensitive kid etc. 'It's treatable by lasar these days, isn't it?' he says. 'Not like the 70s, you know.' 'Oh,' say I consciously, because my father in the 70s is exactly what I was thinking of: bandaged eye for weeks and weeks. 'Is that so?' So yes, well, yes. Maybe not so bad.