**Update**
Went to an optom just now. The one I had seen since I was 10 is so far away, and he has been getting very cocky in the past decade....wanting to flirt with one particular secretary, though both are very married, than to want to deal with the patients, or talking about me and my issues to her as if I weren't there--why she needs to know some of the things we were discussing is beyond me, she's only a secretary nothing more, I felt completely judged there, as if I were a bum because I didn't dress fancy, and when I bought a pair of $400 glasses from him, and the lenses gave me a fishbowl effect, he was snotty about it, and wanted be to exchange the glasses with him, which would've been 2-4 months of more waiting to send them off, instead of just issuing a refund so I could go elsewhere. I just think he's getting tired of being an optom, and saying / doing the same thing / job he as had since he was 24...now 49, and maybe a little bit of a mid-life crisis, too. Before then he was awesome, and the reason I stayed for so long his patient. I actually looked forward to my 18 month exam, which I never missed. Oh, well. 25 years is a long run with anything, especially doctors.
Anyhoo, I went to a new lady. Like night and day. I assumed, stupidly, that other optoms were like him. So I put it off. Turns out, I have an allergic reaction to something. Maybe dust or a mold spore got into my eye and my immune system went haywire, and and there may be a slight abrasion. She put dye on my eye to check for an ulcer, thankfully, it's just a small scratch. With my scars and history of stys it could've led to that, and the reaction just aggravated it.
I have drops, and antibiotics to take for the next two weeks. And I go back for a checkup next week to check on progress. Sigh, 😔. I hope, and pray it does. Then once everything is back in order, I'll go back for an actual exam, and new Rx glasses. What I found interesting, and claiming to hear, the optom, the pharmacist, and the glasses attendant talked about having the same thing happen to them, and taking the same meds. So I know it's a common thing. It was like putting your foot out of a hot bed; a wash of claiming comfort.