Yesterday I went to the eye doctor. Dr. Sifri. The son of the Dr. Sifri that I went to as a child. I went to the same office, sat in the same chairs, and saw a younger, cuter version of the doctor of my youth.
Then this young cute doctor said I have cataracts. Isn't that something old people get? He said people with my extreme nearsightedness often develop cataracts. So, next week I have surgery on one of my eyes, and the following week the other.
I'm a little nervous.
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