"It's in there," Dr. H told me. "Yeah, I can see it." "I can't see it," I said. "I usually do this in a bright room in front of a mirror." Taking my contact out of my right eye, in a very dim room, was harder than it should have been. But, I had felt something on my finger, and Dr. H said it was in the case, so here we go to the next room for the next tests. Now that I'm post-treatment I'm in the process of getting my regular annual exams set back up, and for whatever reason I decided to start with my eye exam. Maybe it was on my mind because Bob, the guy with "better than perfect vision" our whole lives together, just started wearing glasses. (Don't call them bifocals around him, though, egad, they are progressive lenses ! Get it right!) I carried the leaky case with me into two more rooms. The first had a piece of equipment to test your focus (I guess) and one that takes huge pictures of both eyeballs. Lat...