Bit of a disaster last evening.
Popped my lenses out as per normal at about 9pm.
Started my usual cleaning routine, bit of saline, gentle rubbing between the thumb and forfinger.....did the left one, fine and into the cleaning solution. Started the right one and it disintegrated into about 6 small pieces in my hand.

Aaaaarrrrggghhhhh!
Thoroughly miserable, didn't realise just how dependent you become on the things.
Anyway, first thing this morning, was down at the opticians beating on their door....must have looked stressed, as they took me in and ordered a new right lens with a big urgent for Kerataconus label on it!
Thought about thanking the large plant next to the receptionist for effect, but they'd done all they could by then so thanked them and am now back in the office praying that the lens will be here tomorrow as hoped for!
Think I'll have to pay for the lens but don't really care, just want my vision back.
I'm wearing my old specs now which seems just awful, great cumbersome affairs. You just get so used to lenses and the freedom they give.
Anyway, gotta struggle through today now (working till 8pm
