Once again, Dakki and I had to get up at the very crack of dawn, and to go the eye doctor for a check up. Dakki, who wears coke bottle specs, has been blind as a near-sighted bat since an early age, even with her glasses on. She came out of the ophthalmologist’s office, with her eye looking terrible – a very patriotic red, white, and blue. So I was pretty astonished when she sat down next to me, and read the title of a brochure which was on a rack across the room. It was a small room, but none the less, it was a miracle of sorts! And without her glasses, even. “I haven’t seen this well since before the seventh grade!” she exclaimed. We went downstairs to the eyeglasses store, where Dakki got a blank lens in her glasses on the new eye side, since she still needs optical help for the other eye. We came home and had some celebratory tea and scones.
Later in the day, Rachael got a phone call with great news about a job she has been applying for. Another celebratory meal was in order, so to celebrate Dakki’s new eye, and Rachael’s new job, we went out to dinner at my favorite Indian restaurant. The waiter thought we were a cute family with our four generations of ladies, and gave us complementary desserts
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