And there was no nausea. I did not have to close my eyes and breathe slowly to keep from keeling over. Instead I could chat with her and stare at the blood draining. Yay! This would also explain why just tapping my skin inside my elbow, trying to get a vein to rise, causes me distress. It's not just anticipation, it may have something to do with the location.
I got home and the net was still down, but katchoo_too was up and gave me a recommendation for her opthamalogist. At first it didn't look like I would be able to get an appointment, but 'my insurance runs out at midnight!' carried the day again and they squeezed me in right after lunch. Which meant I had no time to eat (having had to fast for the blood tests), so I grabbed three mini Krackels to keep from falling over and zoomed off to Sunnydale.
I could have resorted to Pearl Vision or something, but I like having my eyes looked at by a proper doctor not an assembly line. And this one had a very elaborate set of them, including a visual field test I'd never had before. I was originally only going to get contacts, but one of the staff pointed out that Sun had me eligible for two different vision benefits, and one could pay for glasses while my VSP covered new contacts.
So I now have a nine month supply of contacts and wonderful ultra light weight spring-framed glasses, having managed to exploit my insurance for $540 worth and only having to play $98. Even if I had to get the awful eye dilation as part of it -- my least favorite bit of an eye exam, wandering around with belladonna eyes.