W2R
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I've never been in an accident while behind the wheel. I've never had anybody tell me, "watch out!" or "didn't you see that car?", "look out for that pedestrian!" etc. Never. That's because I'm a very careful and responsible driver. Also I've never been stopped by a cop for erratic driving. But, apparently I'm secretly too old to drive.
My optometrist and ophthalmologist both say my vision is easily good enough to drive.
However the Office of Motor Vehicles thinks differently. Early in June, I went in to renew my driver's license. But, I flunked their vision test so they gave me a form to be signed by my optometrist or ophthalmologist quantifying and attesting to exactly what my visual capabilities are.
To stay on the safe side, I had an exam with both and got some glasses that I probably won't need (over $300 total). The optometrist signed the OMV form saying my vision is good enough with glasses to drive. The ophthalmologist said there is nothing physically wrong with my eyes.
So, basically my vision is fine.
At first this really burned me up (seriously bad case of Irish temper ) but really I planned to stop driving anyway in maybe 5 years or so since I'm 75 by now. So I'm only losing a few years of driving. Trying hard not to be insulted and furious. Like I told the lady at the OMV, I know she's just doing her job (I didn't tell her the part about how I think this stinks). On the way home, I read all the street signs to Frank before he could even read them.
I'm going to give my 2009 Venza to Frank. It's only got 38K miles on it.
Did I mention he's not only the sweetest guy ever to live on God's green earth, but also my guardian angel? He told me very sincerely that he'll drive me wherever I need to go for the rest of my life, and that he isn't going anywhere.
I'd imagine that will grow old for him, and as poet Robert Burns said: “The best laid schemes o' mice an' men / Gang aft a-gley.” , so I also downloaded the Uber app.
Like many of the older forum members here, I grew up in the 1950's and 1960's when having a car and a license was EVERYTHING to teenagers. Oh well, as the song goes, "she'll have fun, fun, fun until Daddy takes the T-bird away". Or in my case, "she had fun, fun, fun until the govt took her license away".
My optometrist and ophthalmologist both say my vision is easily good enough to drive.
However the Office of Motor Vehicles thinks differently. Early in June, I went in to renew my driver's license. But, I flunked their vision test so they gave me a form to be signed by my optometrist or ophthalmologist quantifying and attesting to exactly what my visual capabilities are.
To stay on the safe side, I had an exam with both and got some glasses that I probably won't need (over $300 total). The optometrist signed the OMV form saying my vision is good enough with glasses to drive. The ophthalmologist said there is nothing physically wrong with my eyes.
So, basically my vision is fine.
At first this really burned me up (seriously bad case of Irish temper ) but really I planned to stop driving anyway in maybe 5 years or so since I'm 75 by now. So I'm only losing a few years of driving. Trying hard not to be insulted and furious. Like I told the lady at the OMV, I know she's just doing her job (I didn't tell her the part about how I think this stinks). On the way home, I read all the street signs to Frank before he could even read them.
I'm going to give my 2009 Venza to Frank. It's only got 38K miles on it.
Did I mention he's not only the sweetest guy ever to live on God's green earth, but also my guardian angel? He told me very sincerely that he'll drive me wherever I need to go for the rest of my life, and that he isn't going anywhere.
I'd imagine that will grow old for him, and as poet Robert Burns said: “The best laid schemes o' mice an' men / Gang aft a-gley.” , so I also downloaded the Uber app.
Like many of the older forum members here, I grew up in the 1950's and 1960's when having a car and a license was EVERYTHING to teenagers. Oh well, as the song goes, "she'll have fun, fun, fun until Daddy takes the T-bird away". Or in my case, "she had fun, fun, fun until the govt took her license away".