That’s right. For those of you have experienced an eye exam in order to get glasses because you’re blind, you know what I’m talking about; the glaucoma test. This is the reason why I hate having an eye exam done. This is the reason why I may or may not have minor panic attacks inside my head. When I sit down in the chair, rest my chin on the chin rest and put my forehead forward at the little bar, I start freaking out inside. My hands get sweaty, my heart starts pounding, and I clasp my hands together so tight it hurts. It’s as if this small machine was designed to gouge my eyes out, or so my body thinks.
Sure, a small puff of air doesn’t seem like a big deal, right? But it’s the fact that the puff of air is directed at your eye. I don’t even know how to describe it. It’s just a quick, short burst of air from a few inches away. It doesn’t even hurt. It’s more so the anticipation and the uncomfortable feeling of my eyes receiving a blow job. Yes, I did just say that. It scares me really and I jump every time that air shoots out because again, it freaks me out.
There have been times where I’ve had to have this attempted on me multiple times because my eyes involuntarily close. I basically have to force myself to keep them open. Plus, in general I have to open my eyes a little wider because I’m Asian! I mean, come on. In fact, it reminds me of this Friends episode where Rachael is having the same issues.