Nope, Nope, And More Nope

A Florida man – the good kind, not the meth kind – has invented a robot which can insert and remove contact lenses for wearers.

After years of poor vision, eye strain, and difficulty with contact lenses, Craig Hershoff invented a robot that he hopes will help people with dexterity issues insert and remove their contact lenses.

Hershoff was diagnosed with Fuch’s dystrophy in 2000 and almost lost his sight. He got three corneal transplants in 10 years.

Alas, the Cliara Lens Robot was born. Cliara is an acronym for Contact Lens Insertion and Removal Apparatus.

“What is so unique and special about this device is that there is a camera attached so you can see where the lens is going and exactly how it’s being placed,” Hershoff said. “Any type of anxiety or nervousness is gone because you are controlling the device and it’s extremely gentle and safe.”

I’ve had contact lenses for about twenty years now, and I still hate putting them and taking them out. That said, I have no desire to allow a robot access to my eyes. With my luck, it would malfunction and stab me right in the cornea.

The Eyes Have It

Due to circumstances beyond my control, this will be the only post today. Why? Well, it’s because I can’t see.

On Christmas Eve, I was in the shower when it felt like an eyelash was stuck in my left eye. I tried to rinse it out, but after a few attempts, I had no luck. I checked the eye in the mirror and didn’t see anything, but it still felt like something was in there. I decided to put in my contact lenses to see if they would work.

Big mistake.

The lenses exacerbated the situation, and not only did there feel like a foreign object was in my eye, but it also make my eye blurry. So, the Harry Potter glasses came out. Cristmas Eve was awful. I continually borrowed my sister-in-law’s saline solution because my eyes were burning. Worse still, it felt like the eyelash, or whatever, was still in the eye.

On Christmas morning, my left eye was shut from seepage. I assumed that meant I had pink eye, but nothing was red and/or swollen. I tried to rinse out the eye – again – with no luck, so I suffered through Christmas and hoped my ophthalmologist would rescue me. Looking at their site, the doc is not in until January 4th.


We got home form my mother-in-law’s house at 8pm, and I immediately got changed and headed to the hospital. Lord knows I don’t like doing that, but it had been two days and the blurriness was getting worse. I apologized to the nurse, and said, “It’s probably nothing too serious, but I kinda like my eyes.”

A physician’s assistant came in, looked around, and said this is either an eye infection or a scratched cornea. I really didn’t want a cornea problem, so, like Kendall Jenner, I hoped for the infection. The PA numbed my left eye with drops, and added stain to the eye so it could be seen through ultraviolet light. This would determine if there was an object in the eye.

Thankfully, the eye was clear.

The PA took a sample of the goop near the eyelid and determined it was likely an infection. She put some antibiotic ointment on my eye, and I have to repeat it four times a day for five days. It’s an annoying, creepy thing to do – I have issues with people getting near my eyes – but it’s far better than a scratched cornea.

So, I will try to get back to regular posting tomorrow. As of this moment I can barely see the screen clearly. You can see how my left eye is a little droopy in the photo above – no smile, because I was tired and in pain. Oh, and since Ronni asked for a pic to see how much weight I lost, this shows some of it, at least in my face. I can get a better pic up later, when I can actually see again.