Yesterday two friends and I went to lunch. I’d forgotten my sunglasses and had to run back in for them. “Ever since I’ve had Lasik surgery,” I said, “I can’t handle sun in my eyes. Not even for a second.”
“I was thinking,” said Janice, “of having the surgery. Are there any other bad side effects?”
“Really dry eyes.”
“Do you have any signs of dry eye now?”
“Not that I know of,” she said.
“Have you tried Restatsis?” asked Sharon.
“Been on it for five years,” I answered. “Even had my tear ducts plugged.”
“Well, no wonder,” Janice and Sharon said almost simultaneously. “If you can’t make tears…”
“No, silly,” I said. “Tear ducts don’t make tears.” By this time we were halfway to the restaurant.
“You mean the ducts are the drains?”
“Yes.”
“I always thought tear ducts made tears?” both gals answered.
“So had I,” I said.
“What makes the tears then?” Sharon asked.
“I dunno,” I said. “We’d better never go on Jeopardy.”
“We’d be better for Family Feud,” said Janice.
By the time we finished this informative tête-à-tête we were at the restaurant.
We gathered, we ate, we laughed. Time to go.
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